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pnutbutter-n-j-elyy · 4 months ago

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When They Accidentally Bring Up and Insecurity | Chan

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The evening at Chan’s apartment was lively, filled with the hum of conversations and the clinking of glasses. You were mingling with the group, enjoying the company of friends and Chan’s younger sister, Hannah. She had flown in to help celebrate her older brother's success, and make a much needed visit to finally meet the object of Chris's utmost attention.

You guys had immediately hit it off, Hannah already talking about the wedding preparations- although Chris had yet to propose, since you had only been dating for around six months. Although, you both were for certain going to spend the rest of your lives together.

Needless to say the night had started off pleasantly, and continued to be pleasant until Chris made an unsuspecting comment.

As the evening had progressed, Chan and Hannah began reminiscing about their childhood and their close family bond to you. You wanted to know as much about Chan's family as possible, since Hannah had been the only one you had met so far. Chan was in high spirits as he talked about their family’s recent vacation and how close-knit they all were.

You listened to both of them, admiring the way they smiled the same and how they both had love and adoration pouring out of them as they spoke about their family.

Hannah then turned to you, and smiled.

"So Y/N, do you have any siblings?"

You opened your mouth to speak but Chan interupted, wanting to tell his sister all about his s/o.

"Y/N has siblings but they rarely ever talk about them. Matter of fact for the longest time I thought they were an only child." Chan said with a laugh. “Honestly, I never hear much about any of Y/N’s family,”

The casual delivery of Chan’s comment hit you hard. It felt like a sharp dismissal of your own family dynamics, and you couldn’t help but feel that your family was being trivialized or ignored. Your relationship with your siblings had always been a source of insecurity for you, and hearing Chan’s remark made those feelings painfully real.

You knew he intended to play it off as a joke; that he would never purposefully taske a low blow at your familial bonds- especially considering you didn't ever talk about your family, so he had no way of knowing just how much his words weighed.

Hannah laughed slightly and then looked over at you cautiosuly as you took a sip out of your wine glass. Chan was about to say something but Jeongin ran over excitedly with Felix, rambling on about something that Chris just had to come and see.

You took this as an opportunity to extract yourself from the conversation using the excuse of needing to go to the bathroom, feeling a wave of hurt wash over you. You needed to escape the situation and process the sting of Chan’s words, so you found a quiet corner in the apartment, away from the group.

Hannah, noticing your sudden withdrawal and sensing the discomfort, followed tentatively.

"Y/N?" She asked quietly. You looked up and smiled, silently thanking God that you hadn't shed any tears because that would have been extremely embarrassing.

"Hi Hannah." You said, trying to keep your voice even.

"Are you okay? You seem a bit...upset at what my brother said." She squeezed in next to you in the love seat you were occupying.

"I'm okay."

"You're lying." Hannah says blatantly, looking at you with a pointed look. "I'm not exactly sure what sturck a nerve, but just know my brither is dumb. He's a guy and you know guys do idiotic things sometimes." She says with a sigh. "But...if you want we can talk about it."

You swallowed and felt at ease with Hannah, which was strange considering you had just met a few hours ago. But you knew you could trust her.

"It's just...he's right about me never talking about my family. I...you know I just figured maybe he would have assumed my relationship with them was strained considering I don't bring them up often or especially considering that I moved away from them in the first place? Like...I don't know...it just...kinda sucked to hear him make that kind of joke?"

You continued ranting to Hannah and she listened attentively, while on the other side of the apartment Chris was searching for you.

"Minho have you seen Y/N or Hannah?" He asked the slightly younger member, who shrugged.

He made his way over towards the formal living room and saw you and Hannah talking animatedly.

He smiled to himself, happy that you were getting along so well with your soon-to-be future sister-in-law.

But that happiness immediately washed away when he saw you were crying.

He rushed over to you without a second thought, kneeling down in front of you.

"Baby, what's wrong? What happened?"

Hannah looked at her brother with a pointed look. "You can be rather dense big bro." She said sarcastically.

Chan looked puzzled. “What do you mean?”

Hannah took a deep breath, her tone careful. "The comment you made about Y/N’s family—saying it’s almost like they don’t even have a family—could be seen as dismissive. Saying things like that might make someone - in this case Y/N - feel like their family isn’t valued or important."

Chan’s face showed a mix of confusion and realization. “I didn’t mean to be hurtful. I was just commenting on our own family experiences and made a joke...”

Hannah nodded. “I understand, but sometimes comments like that can come across as more critical than intended. Comments like that might make someone feel like their family doesn’t measure up to ours.” Hannah looked at you, as you looked at Chris. "Which is nonsense. Because everyone's familial dynamics are different. You just have to take the time to understand the differences." Hannah wraps her arms around you, laying her head on your shoulder. "And Y/N will make our family even greater."

Chan’s expression shifted to one of regret as he turned to look at you. Seeing the hurt in your eyes, he gently took your hand. “I’m really sorry. I didn’t realize my words would come across that way. I never meant to suggest that your family isn’t important or that you don’t have strong connections. Although...I don't know about your family connections. I never asked and I'm horrible for that. I'm so sorry love.”

You looked at him, your voice trembling with emotion. “You're not horrible Chris. Don't say that. It’s not entirely your fault, I never open up about my family. I’ve always struggled with feeling like my family dynamics and the way my family functions aren’t as great as others’, and hearing that made me feel even more isolated. Even if it's true-”

Chris's face hardenened. "Its not true Y/N. Just because you're family may not be close, doesn't mean that they should be minimized to nothing by stupid comments like the one I made. And...family isn't always blood you know?" You smiled at the accent he had when saying "know". It was something that had made you melt for him so quickly after meeting him, and to this day still made your stomach flutter. "You have me, you have the guys, and now you Hannah." He said motioning to his younger sister, who looked up at you with a smile, still clinging on to you.

Chan’s face softened with genuine remorse. "I’m truly sorry for making you feel this way. My comment was thoughtless, and I should have been more aware of how it might affect you. Your family is important, and I never meant to belittle your experiences." Chan continued; his voice filled with sincerity. "I want you to know that I care about you and your family. I’ll be more mindful of my words in the future to ensure I don’t hurt you. And if it's okay with you I'd love to learn more so I can at least begin to understand."

Chan pulled you into a gentle hug, his embrace comforting. “You’re not lacking in any way. We all have different family experiences, and that doesn’t make yours any less significant. I’m here for you, and I value you and your family.”

The evening ended on a more positive note, with Chan’s apology helping to mend the rift caused by his thoughtless comment. Hannah’s intervention had been crucial in bringing the impact of his words to light, and her support was deeply appreciated.

Which you vocalized.

Along with Hannah's vocalization of Chris's idiocy.

"You can be such an idiot Chris." Hannah stated later on in the evening. The rest of the guys had gone home and it was just you, Hannah and Chris in his apartment.

You sat on the couch, waiting for your boyfriend to come back with some snacks for an all nighter cartoon marathon of Hannah's accord.

As the theme song of Adventure Time played in the background Hannah gave up on helping her brother set snacks on the coffee table and decided to come cuddle next to you on the couch.

Chris just looked in shock as his sister placed her back up against your shoulder, and kicked her feet out taking up the majority of the couch, causing Chan to squeeze in between you and the arm of the sofa.

Hannah mindlessly munched on snacks as the show played, her attention completely encapsulated with it, but Chris completely focused on his annoyance.

"Hannah you do realize that Y/N is my partner right?" He said with a huff, as you cuddled into him with a chuckle.

Hannah shrugged. "Yeah, but I could easily steal Y/N from you, I have so much rizz you can't even fathom it." She said without so much as a blink of an eye.

Chris huffed once more. "Y/N would never leave me for you."

Hannah snorted. "Never say never, Chris."

Chan looked at you as you smiled.

"You wouldn't leave me for Hannah would you jagiya?" He whispered quietly, thinking his sister was too engrossed with Jake making bacon pancakes to hear your hushed conversations.

"Never." You said quietly, pecking him on the lips.

Hannah held back the ogre-ish gag she wanted to give to tease you two, and instead smiled.

Silently agreeing with her brother that they had the best family dynamic.

Especially when you'd be joining it one day too.

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alaina-starling · 1 year ago

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Stunt Double

[Bang Chan x Fem!Reader]

summary: hannah convinced you to be her understudy but things quickly take a turn when you become her ‘stunt’ double due to a scene in the script where the prince has to kiss her

genre: fluff

warnings: none

note: this is a non!idol au, high school au. like to add that descriptions about your looks are vaguely mentioned since you are a stunt double, you have the same hair as Hannah. AGES ARE CHANGED!!! they’re only 1 year apart, with chan being a senior, and hannah being a junior. your dorm is like an apartment btw (honestly surprised i finished this earlier than the jisung fic but whatever)

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The sky is still dark when Hannah calls you, your ringtone loud as it bounces around in your empty dorm room. You’re lucky your roommate is somewhere else, otherwise they’d be awoken by it.

You reach for your phone, the screen feeling cold to your warm touch. “What do you want?” You mumble lazily, eyes still closed in effort to keep the sleepiness in.

“Please don’t be mad…” She begs, dragging the end, voice increasingly loud, waking you up fully.

“Bitch, if you don’t shut the fuck up.” You quake, not fond of her loudness. You lower the volume on your phone.

Hannah groans from the other line when you hear Christopher, her brother, warning her from the other room. “CHRIS! I’m on a call with Y/n!” She exclaims, not even caring that her mouth is directly to the microphone.

“So what’s the news, that you have to wake me up at,” You pause, glancing at the blinking digital clock on your bedside table. “…3am in the morning.” You deadpan, mentally kicking your best friend for ruining your sleep schedule.

“Well it’s just, you know…” Her voice sounds almost apologetic, guilty in a way, but mischievous just the same. “So you know how Snow White is kissed to be saved from the poisonous apple and uh.”

“Who the fuck got the prince role, Hannah?”

~•~

“Come on. It won’t be that bad, right?” She insists although sounding unsure. Offering you a smile that you return, albeit sarcastically.

You sit at an empty table, begrudgingly setting your books down. “What do you mean! It’s literally,” you hiss, pinching the bridge of your nose. Trying to calm down.

“Okay first of all, I understand. The man is old as fuck. But you just have to lay down on the bed, maybe have a glass case over you, stay still as he kisses you. Then the lights dim and the smoky effects will start and then we’ll switch places.” She went on, hoping you won’t back out.

“I just didn’t expect my first kiss to be for a play.” You murmur timidly, accidentally banging your head on the table as you drop down to rest.

You’re about to massage it when you feel a hand on your head and a worried voice asking you if you’re okay. You blink, Chan’s face so close to yours. “Oh, yeah. I’m fine Chris.” You respond, taking his hand off your head.

He backs away from you, quickly taking the spot beside his sister, you don’t notice his ears redden and a giddy smile tugging at his lips.

You spend the rest of the day swimming between classes, the halls seemingly crowded every time you leave the classroom. By the end of the day you’re bruised from the amount of people who bumped into you in the hall.

You sigh, exiting the nurses office and heading for the theatre room.

“Hey!” Chan calls from behind you and you wonder if he’s talking to you. “Y/n!”

And he is.

You stop walking, turning around to look at him when you suddenly fall to the floor. An undeniably heavy weight leaning on you.

He’s quick to stand up, offering you a hand then picking up the bag you dropped. “Sorry.” He whispers while smiling, avoiding your gaze.

“It’s alright.” You reply genuinely, with you already experiencing that with a number of people today, him being added to the list isn’t that bad.

“I’m going to the theatre room, walk with me?” He questions, hopeful eyes gleaming down at you.

He’s tall.

“Y/n?” He repeats, lightly tapping your shoulder.

You snap out of your trance, nodding. “Sure.”

You stride side by side, stepping into a comfortable silence. When you reach the small beige door that leads to the theatre room Chris opens the door, bowing like a gentleman to a lady.

You giggle, “Why thank you, good sir.” Playing along, you enter the theatre room, doing a slight courtesy before bursting into a fit of laughter.

He finds the sound so angelic, he can’t help but stare at you. Eyes shut as you hold your stomach, lost in the moment.

You sigh in content. “You’re funny.”

~•~

On the day of the play you don’t seem so bothered anymore, “Thanks Y/n. I know you wanted your first kiss to be romantic but I don’t want to kiss my brother. Yuck.” Hannah expresses her disgust, mimicking the sound of puking.

You laugh at her shenanigans. “It’s okay, really.” You assure her as she steps into the dressing room, fixing her dress.

You have a similar one, being the double after all, you need the same clothes. You haven’t changed yet, all the other dressing rooms being occupied. “Hannah, I’ll just go change in the bathroom. Be right back.” You excuse yourself, walking to the nearest unisex bathroom, which you know is down the hall.

When you get inside you start to undress yourself, putting the dress on. It’s cool to the touch. Silk gliding right on your skin like a perfect match. The beautiful red gem on your chest sparkling in the bathroom light. You smile, admiring the beauty of the garment when you realize the zipper is stuck.

The doorknob rattles, “Occupied!” You shout, trying to zip the dress up quickly but to no avail.

“Oh sorry.” Chan replies.

When you hear his voice outside you feel relieved, “Chris?”

“Y/n.” He responds, unaware of your situation.

“Can you help me with my zipper?” You request in a whine and he agrees. When you unlock the door he rushes in, careful not to open it too wide so no one can see you. You turn your back to him, the low dip of the zipper is enough for him to almost see you shorts underneath, but he doesn’t.

Chan starts to fiddle with the zipper, trying his best to zip it up. When he finally does, you’re grateful, giving him a thank you smile before leaving him in the comfort room.

~•~

You stay unmoving on the wooden table that’s been decorated with flower, vines, and numerous types of leaves. You haven’t been waiting long, just about 5 minutes when you hear Felix’s narration through the speaker.

“The dwarves lead the prince to princess Snow White, the path familiar to him.” Felix starts,

“She looks like she’s just sleeping.” You hear Chan recite, but it’s not boring. You can feel the emotion from just his voice, like you don’t need to see his expression to know he’s worried.

You know he’s just acting though.

“She’s been poisoned by the Evil Queen.” The smallest dwarf Changbin explains sadly and you almost tear up, the raw emotion from their voices makes you love theatre so much more.

If only you didn’t have a sore throat you’d be having your own lines.

“-The dwarves leave the prince to mourn for his lost love-“

You don’t listen to Felix anymore though, instead focusing on a sneeze you feel. Trying your best to stop it but you just can’t control it, you let out the smallest sneeze.

It’s the cutest thing Chan’s ever heard and he has to stop himself from smiling at your previous action.

You feel your long hair getting pushed to the side and Chan’s hot breath on your lips. He caresses your cheek before completely closing the gap.

His lips are soft.

The kiss is slow and sweet, when he pulls away you have to stop yourself from sitting up to pull him back in for more.

The music changes and the ‘smoky effects’ Hannah was talking about fogs up the stage. “Do you need help getting up?” Chan suggests, hands going to support you but you shake your head.

You shuffle off the bed, rushing backstage where you find the 7 dwarves.

“So,” Jeongin teases, acknowledging your presence. He grins, “How was hyung’s kiss.” the young one continues to mock.

The rest of the boys cheer at his question making you groan, “Shove off, I.n.” You order but the smile on your lips tell them you liked it.

~•~

“How was it?” Hannah chimes from your door, behind her are your roommates, Rachel and Olivia who seem equally pleased with your one moment ‘performance’.

“He’s a good kisser if that’s what your asking.” You admit, turning your attention back to your book.

“Okay hoe.” Olivia blurts, sitting on the floor of your room and Rachel joins her.

Hannah sits beside you instead, taking your book and your reading glasses then placing it on the table. “Okay you dense dumbass. My brother’s been in love with you since you two met. Honestly the man can’t keep his mouth shut about how you’re the most beautiful amazing person he’s met. So do you like him or not.” She confesses.

“And if you do, since when!” Rachel bubbles.

The girls look at you expectantly.

“I,” You ponder what to say. You’ve never thought of him that way, but the way his lips felt right against yours. “His kiss got me feeling something.” You answer, the blatant honesty getting the whole room erupting in laughter.

Your phone rings and you pick up, shushing your friends. “Hello, Y/n speaking.” You speak, a default response falling from your lips.

When you hear who it is you put it on speaker phone and mute yourself, “Hey Y/n, I was just wondering if you’d like to go out for lunch tomorrow. You know to celebrate the play?” He proposes, and if Hannah hadn’t told you about his undying love for you, you’d think this was just a friendly hang out.

Funny, a senior who’s incredibly dense.

You hit unmute, “Sure, darling.” you muse and you can practically hear the smile on his face as he says goodbye.

Your friends squeal, happy you’re finally out there living your life.

~•~

“Thanks for lunch,” you sing, opening the door to your dorm. When you’re halfway in you turn around, “you kiss really well, Channie.” You praise, about to close the door when he stops you.

“Do,” He stammers, “can I kiss you?” he pipes. The same hopeful gaze you know all too well from his sister.

You open the door wider, inviting him. When he gets inside you close the door and lead him to your room.

The rest of the night is spent cuddling, watching movies, and exchanging a few kisses.

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k-zuzu · 1 year ago

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연준

yeonjun 𖹭 gn!reader

i don't want to be just another college memory.

synopsis: y/n lives a completely different life from the mr. smart and perfect popular jock also known as choi yeonjun. they stumble upon each other's lives and can't seem to get away. a typical romance story.

wc: 4.8k

content: slow burn oneshot, puppy love, college AU, frat party, alcohol consumption, mentions of suicide, eventual suggestive makeout sesh, mature audiences only, almost getting caught, mentions of suicide, idk why but feat. bang chan and changbin of SKZ, also hannah bahng is in here 'n she is dating taehyun?, not proofread, lowercase intended.

zuzu's note: main masterlist. this was written so long ago, i tried to salvage it and proof read it but i gave up at some point. - july 2024

teaser:

“i got the part for... ji-sung.” you say, voice soft and shy.

“oh really?” the tall man asks. you're not sure if it's sarcasm or genuine intrigue but there's a gentle smile on his pretty red lips. “i guess we'll be having a few scenes together. let's formally meet. i'm choi yeonjun.”

it's been a few weeks since the semester started and you're fitting in quite well — college wasn't really what you expected, it's so... adult. you didn't realize how pampered you were until now. most of your classmates are dormies and runaways. one of them offered for you to host a drinking party at your place to which you kindly rejected because you knew how those usually ended. you actually live with your older brother and you hung out mostly with the introvert group of your major since the extrovert group seems a little intimidating. everything is still so new, you haven't memorized any of their names and you're just going by the flow which wasn't the best choice.

you're the type of student who thinks classmates are just classmates and not friends since you're already content with the little life you have with your online friend group, older brother, and the kpop groups you watch and obsess over in your free time... in secret. literally nobody knows except your brother since everyone thinks it's cringe for some reason, but you don't really understand, you're not the borderline obsessed psychopath fan everyone stereotypes with kpop fans — nobody is really, it's really rare, it's just like obsessing over a band, but kpop is different in every better way and— you just can't explain it.

at school, your communications professor mentions something about a stage play the college is hosting that the arts programs are collaborating in — theater, visual artists, media arts, and everyone was allowed to audition and he encouraged the class, the auditions were in a few days and you were a little interested. when class was over, hannah walked up to you and asked if you were interested in joining it, she saw the way you perked up when the professor brought it up. she told you how she was really eager to join and she had no one else to go with, one thing led to another and you accepted (mostly because of peer pressure). an audition wouldn't hurt, and if you got a part, then... hooray? you already knew the basics of theater anyway — a loud voice, don't hide your face, the whole upstage/downstage thing, you loved theater and being in one would be pretty cool.

walking down the hallway with hannah to your next shared class, your shoulder briefly brushed against someone else's but you paid it no mind. it's a crowded hall and it's bound to happen — but that person turned around to get a glimpse at the cause of his slightest inconvenience before continuing to walk with his friends...

choi yeonjun.

the semester had just started but he's already the star with current students and seniors. not only was he smart enough to get a fully paid scholarship, he comes from a decently rich family with a prestigious background — an only child with a doctor mother, firefighter father, and he's just super family oriented, sociable with a great sense of humor, a handsome face and a large friend group and fanbase, plus, he's super kind! it's impossible not to fall for his charms. 0 enemies since birth. literally the standard for all of humankind.

and you have never heard of him.

not everyone in the shool has heard of him or knows him, it's a huge campus, it's not the cliché “girls will kill his girlfriend if he gets one” type of deal, his “fanclub” is very respectful and they just admire him for how awesome he is. he gets invited to every party to liven things up, he's just really fun to hang out with even for a second he'll give you the best impression and will leave you wanting more. yet he has such stable grades and does so well in basketball with 0 distractions. not one mistake in this man's life.

so when he turns back to see the one person who didn't even look back at him, he's, needless to say, a little interested.

the next few days, you're at the audition and you're watching everyone else try out on stage for a character named Trisha, who was an American activist... Hannah was up next for the same role and she was really nervous but you encouraged her, lifting up both your firsts. “fighting!!” you say and she does the same pose and says the same as she gets up and grabs the script, going on stage. as she reads her lines, another student goes to sit next to you and, again, you pay no mind as you want to witness your friend perform and you're afraid of social situations.

“is that your friend up there?” a voice asks, and you look over ever so slightly.

“huh? oh, yeah.” you say, and go back to watching her.

“are you also auditioning?” he asks and this time you fully look at the face trying to make small talk with you. you were never a fan of small talk, but damn... he's hot. he's most definitely a senior, probably graduating soon. you think to yourself.

“yeah, actually... park sol.” you reply which causes him to quirk a brow.

“same.” he chuckles and you smile a little bit.

“...well... may the best one... win?” you attempt.

"not with that attitude, you won't."

“thank you for that very endearing audition, hannah bahng.” the director closes his notebook and you watch as hannah bows deeply on the stage, a wide smile slapped across her face and you slowly applaud for her, yeonjun observes as you clap and copies your action.

the results don't come until the next few days, a paper is posted on your block for the cast of the upcoming stage play “spirited together” and when you see your name, you were shocked to see you got another part you didn't audition for: hwang ji-sung... you vaguely remember his character description. he was one of the ghosts in the play — park sol's classmate and best friend who committed suicide. yeah. then you look to see who got trisha's part... it wasn't hannah. you frown a bit, disappointed that you got a part in a play she wanted to be in. your eyes look back up to the list and you check whoever got park sol's and it was some rando named 'choi yeonjun'. huh. could it be the dude from yesterday? not bad. you think to yourself.

“that's interesting.” a familiar voice walks up to you and you look up next to you to see him. of course. “i don't know your name but the one across park sol's surely isn't yours...” he muses, a smirk on his face as he looks down condescendingly on your small form.

“well, is it yours?” you ask back. not wanting to make assumptions that he got the part and he just looks at you with a deadpan expression, one hand holding the strap of his backpack. the two of you make eye contact before staring back at the paper in complete silence. “well, i got the part for... ji-sung.” you say silently.

“oh really?” yeonjun asks, you're not sure if it's sarcasm or genuine intrigue but there's a gentle smile on his pretty red lips. “i guess we'll be having a few scenes together. let's formally meet. i'm choi yeonjun.” he turns to face you fully, then glances at the paper to see who got the part for ji-sung, and his eyes flicker back down to you. "so you're y/n?"

“...y/l/n.” you face him as well, then glance back at the paper then around the room. subtly avoiding eye contact, then you look back at him. “i have... a class soon. so.” you begin to walk away from him but he stops you.

"is hannah in that class?” he asks casually and you just slowly shake your head and he nods "'kay." and he waves goodbye. you're curious as to how he knows her yet not too interested to waste your time with it and you head to your last class of the day.

once the class is over, the sun is about to set and you're completely out of energy. your mind is set and ready to just make some cup noodles for dinner and pass out on your bed, not expecting any social interaction after you stuff all your things in your locker and begin to walk out of campus, just passing by the campus gate when a loud, very loud, group of friends is also leaving at the same time as you — they came from the gymnasium as you're aware there's a basketball club and their court is right next to your building, you don't even try to see it but you didn't expect to see a familiar head of pink hair in that group of people. you're aware of how the basketball club is well known in the school so you're surprised he's not as popular as you expected him to be, especially with his looks.

his pretty red lips in his beautiful cheeky smile as he laughs at something his friend mentions and you can't help but feel a little energized at his presence. seeing him felt like a breath of fresh air, but you know he wouldn't talk to you, so you sigh, look away, and continue on your own path, effectively minding your business. your house it's a walkable distance from campus, but your brother insisted that he'd pick you up at the bus stop after class, so you sit at the bus stop and scroll through your phone out of boredom. the familiar loud voices can be heard in the distance, though you try to tune it out, you hear two voices yelling out “bye's” and “take care's” as the group disbands.

“oh. y/n!” yeonjun goes to sit next to you. you're still a bit shy and awkward so you just bow your head slightly and chuckle as a greeting. he is still with his friend so you didn't want to interrupt anything and you continued on using your phone. yeonjun also didn't want to seem rude and make small talk again since it seemed like you were uninterested, so he just continues talking with his friend near you while they waited for a bus, you can't help but eavesdrop and they're talking about... you? ballsy.

"how did you meet them?" his friend inquired curiously. "they are indeed cute," he added, but yeonjun reprimanded his friend, telling him it wasn't appropriate. his friend merely shrugged and said it was a compliment. as the bus arrived, yeonjun's friend boarded the bus first, followed closely by yeonjun. before entering, yeonjun smiled softly at you and waved, prompting you to wave back in return.

a few days passed by, and you've had script readings and rehearsals together, but there hasn't been much interaction with other cast members, particularly yeonjun. he just seems so kind and approachable, yet you can't help feeling nervous about talking to him. he's formed bonds with the other cast members so quickly, leaving you to feel like just a mere acquaintance. you shake your head, reminding yourself that you're probably just another person to him. you try to curb your delulu thoughts of everyone being in love with you solely because you think you're cool.

you hang out with hannah during lunch and sometimes invite her to your house to drink some soju and watch kdrama — she's fine with your obsession with korean media btw and she also enjoys kdrama and the cheesiness accompanied with it. yeonjun starts to recognize you more in hallways and from afar but you're always, and i mean always with hannah, and he began to doubt your relationship with her and now he's kinda sad if u two are dating even tho he never admittedly had a crush on you yet.

after your preliminaries and a day before the stage play, you and your introvert group of friends visit the mall for a small celebration in a restaurant, then you go to the third floor to visit the arcades when you see two familiar faces — yeonjun and his friend. hannah seems to know his friend and she walks up to him. “taehyun? what are you doing here?”

“you know me and yeonjun are basically attached to the hip.” he nonchalantly says and you can't help but feel a little left out. you awkwardly glance at yeonjun and accidentally make eye contact, then you look at hannah, gently tugging at her shirt and pointing to the rest of your friend group who have entered the arcade already.

“see you. i guess.” hannah pointedly eyes taehyun up and down like... judgmentally. she later mentions that they're church mates and that taehyun is their drummer, and she's the singer and you're like ohhhhh.

“so, you know how me and yeonjun are in the play together.” you innocently bring up and she just nods.

“uh, yeah, you brought him up like twice today. everybody recognizes his name.”

“yeonjun? really?” you find that hard to believe since you only ever knew him through the play and you've never heard him anywhere else.

it was d-day the stage play. it was to be performed twjce today and tomorrow held in a theater not too far from town. you were doing a dress rehearsal of the play on the big theater stage without equipment and after your final scene you're walking down the stairs to the backstage when you almost trip on your face, and another one of the actors catches you in his arms— “woah, you good?” you recognize him to be choi soobin who added you on your social media. you know he's a senior so you rarely hang out or talk with him but he's so admittedly attractive. you chuckle a little as you steady yourself and bow your head in apologies and he chuckles back.

“y/n in communications, right?” he asks as he fixes his necktie, he plays the principal of the school. you nod and chuckle as you play with your fingers.

“you're mr. soobin...” you mumble. and he just chuckles at how cute you are as he puts on his glasses for his next scene and climbs to the next scene, you don't miss the wink he gives you as he goes up the stairs and minds his own business. you're blushing so hard and as you turn on your heel and you see yeonjun loosening his necktie nonchalantly as if he didn't just witness you flirting with someone in the cast.

“i thought you had a girlfriend.” he blankly states as he unbuttons his dress shirt and you look away awkwardly as he changes into something more comfortable.

“excuse me?” you ask and he just shrugs as he dabs his sweaty face with a handkerchief and sprays a mist on his angekic features.

“you know, hannah?” he asks and you're just like... face palm.

“no? lmao, we're literally just friends. besides, she's allowing taehyun to court her.” you laugh as you test random shades of foundations you find on the makeup table backstage and yeonjun just nods understandingly as he fixes his hair in the mirror, and then soobin enters the backstage, and everyone else enters the backstage and it's no longer just you two.

later into the day, your next performance is in two hours and everyone is preparing their wardrobe and props and you're having some prosthetics put on your face since your character is a ghost who committed suicide and had half of their face crushed on the fall, and as you're getting your prosthetics done, yeonjun is sitting next to you having his makeup done in silence when you calmly ask if he has any music on his phone since yours is dead and he just replies a nonchalant “knock yourself out.” and he places his phone on the table 'n your just like...? okay. as you grab it, literally nobody has been so chill with their phone like that. so casually, you mischievously sneakily change his wallpaper to a forehead selfie you just took with his phone and begin playing a random spotify playlist he has.

“lmao is this your playlist?” you ask as 'careless whisper' begins to play and he chuckles.

“no, that's my father's. he enjoys the whole old music thingy... cuz... he's old.”

“do you enjoy it?” you ask and he just shrugs.

“i listen to all kinds of music... they're all a bop as long as it has a good beat or message i'd listen to it.” and you nod at his response. makes sense.

“i like hannah's music though.” Yeonjun casually brings up 'n ur like “does he like hannah?” but you just shake your head and dismiss the ridiculous thought.

“yeah, she's a great musician.” you agree and you pick his phone up again to skip the song. “you have any games?” you ask as you look through his phone and he chuckles.

“i have one basketball game... and bitlife.” he mumbles.

“Lord, just get a room you two.” your makeup artist just complains and you two giggle like a bunch of school children, you look over to yeonjun and can't help but feel a little more motivated at the fact that he didn't try to deny it.

the play is over and, well, you two don't really keep in touch anymore. you're in completely different majors and blocks and live two completely different lives. honestly, there wasn't anything romantically strong with your interactions and you didn't think it was worth staying acquainted afterward — especially since you were so distracted with somebody else who kept messaging you... soobin. your senior who seems really interested in you and wasn't afraid to court you. and he's cute. and tall. and reminds you of a rabbit.

he's not super smart and honestly has a great personality, you were obsessed with his looks and voice and the fact that he was a senior and very obviously interested in you was driving you crazy, and you were mostly flirting back and forth... you never really flirted with anyone like this and, well, why not with someone who actually shows some interest in you? it's sad, really, he eventually confesses that he likes you even though it was obvious, but you'd feel so awful if you rejected him now after 'leading him on' for a few months.

you didn't actually like him, you just smiled at his cute texts and was always really nice to him.. and he had an adorable pet hedgehog! and... you didn't expect him to confess so soon. but you tell him to take you on a date first and you'll see how it goes. you post it on your story eventually. “first date with a cutie” or smth and yeonjun can't help but “jokingly” reply “don't go on that shit” 'n ur just like “okay 💀” but you go anyways.

the date was super fun and enjoyable, you first went to the park and took photos, but it was a little hot so you went the food park nearby to buy drinks, then went to the arcade and he attempted DDR which you were shocked when he was super talented in dancing and as the sun set, there was a christmas event at the same park so many lights and then it started snowing. but as he walked you back to your doorstep you realized it all felt so platonic to you... and you hugged him goodnight at the promised curfew your brother gave you and said goodbye to your handsome first date.

yeonjun really wants to ask for details but it's not his place, you two barely talk recently and he honestly doesn't know why he's so interested!! it's your life, you can do whatever the damn hell you want. he irritably throws his phone against the mattress and begins to do his homework as a stress reliever.

a christmas party is being held at hannah's house, ofc ur invited and ofc taehyun is invited so OFC yeonjun is invited, also bang chan and ur brother are acquaintances so they're drinking together on the rooftop. as hannah manages the rest of the party. honestly, the first big party you've attended without your entire family and with people who are your age and not relatives so you were just a little shy when it came to everything. you were in the kitchen when 'perfect blues' started playing, you felt most comfortable there as you drank your 3rd alcoholic beverage of the night — unafraid of getting wasted since this is your bsf's house.

“how'd the first date go?” yeonjun smoothly walks up to you and you laugh.

“didn't work. i didn't feel romantically attracted to him. broke his heart.” you said coldly as you took a sip of your drink and he just sips in air and tilts his head.

“ooh, y/n is cold... who knew.” he teases and you just laugh.

“what can i say, i gave him a chance and it didn't work... maybe my heart just belongs to someone else.” you whisper near him before leaving your drink on the counter and heading toward the couch, sitting in between taehyun and hannah and taehyun is just like? so offended n ur like “hannah can i bang someone in your house?” and she leans in so interested and taehyun looks less offended.

“PLEASE tell me it's...” he manifests, his hands together as he stares at the ceiling.

“it's yeonjun.”

“yes.” you hear taehyun whisper as he fist bumps hannah behind you.

“anywhere but mine and chan's bedroom, i hate to say this but taehyun lend them some of your condoms. bang safe.” she winks.

“oh, yeonjun has a few with him at all times.” taehyun casually just spills and hannah and you shrug like what did you expect honestly.

now with permission, you're looking around the house for the one and only, tipsy but conscious enough to know you want this and you've been wanting this—but not conscious enough to know the rational side of you would most definitely regret this, when you find him leaning against a wall talking with someone you just stare at them until they're done and he's like “hi?” and when you stay silent he's like... “you're drunk.” and you just shake your head.

“can we talk?” you ask.

“okay, sure.” he nods and you lead him to one of the guest bedrooms and you both sit down on the bed and you're just like...

“so... i've never really been one for college life. honestly, not even school life. and all of a sudden i'm some sociable college person and... i thought i'd just be... some silent student focusing on their studies and my personal life outside of school, and that all of my classmates would just be classmates and that was it but... then i met hannah and we became closer than ever i'm convinced we're forever bff's, and, then...”

yeonjun urges you to continue and you just lay down on your back “and then i went on my first date. and then...” you look at him, making eye contact. “i guess i've always liked you... but i... my first date experience didn't end so romantically so i guess i felt a little scared... and i wanted to keep you as... i guess just some college memory of the first boy i actually really fell for.” you say with a raspy voice. the muffled club like music in the background added to the ambience — the guest bedroom designed to be sound proof so not only can sound not get out but it's protected from sounds outside as well because both chan and hannah make music, it's only natural for their guest room... but yeonjun sees this as an advantage and he just looks at you, thinking of every possibility right now.

he settles for going on top of you, both hands by your ears, and then he leans on his forearms to go closer to your face and you're so shocked by the sudden closeness... you've never been this close to anyone before. and i mean anyone and you're just so nervous you close your eyes. “how drunk are you?” yeonjun asks and you gently open your eyes a little bit half-lidded.

“drunk enough to know i want this, not too drunk that you'll be taking advantage of me. i can consciously say that i'll take responsibility for anything that'll happen tonight.” you reply and yeonjun immidiately, hungrily, slams his lips onto yours. it's such a fiery, passionate kiss he's practically eating your lips. he bites your bottom lip and slips his tongue, the classic tactic, but nobody has ever done it to you and it's all moving so fast you could barely process how super fucking hot it was or the fact that his tongue is exploring your mouth right now and he's moaning against you.

he sucks on your bottom lip once, twice then he kisses your jaw, then he goes up to the back of your ear. and marks you right there, and he stops for a moment to take you. “i don't want to be just another college memory. God, y/n...” he whispers against your skin. you're so close to each other yet he wants more. you turn to look at him and you make eye contact for the first time in awhile and you cup his cheek and he leans into it, eyes closed and you place a soft kiss on his plump, red, wet lips and he lets out such a cheeky smile as he stares into your beautiful eyes.

“you're so beautiful like this.” he whispers, alcohol breath intoxicating your senses and you close your eyes.

“you're way more beautiful.. everyday, every time i see you in the hallway.” you confess and he smiles, kissing you on the lips again and again and you open your eyes.

“i was always jealous whenever i saw you hanging out with someone.” he confesses, and you kiss his lips.

“that's a little possessive.” you state and he chuckles.

“you want to see possessive?” you're not sure if he's flirting or joking. maybe both and you like it. he leans over and catches your mouth in a different kiss. it's passionate but less fiery than earlier, more romantic and gentle and he pushes you over to change your position into a more comfortable one as he slowly makes out with you and you moan against his mouth and he just found that so fucking sexy. your hands are now exploring his back, then his neck to his fluffy pink hair and you start playing with it as he sucks on your tongue then your lips and he groans a little, his pants beginning to feel a little restrained. and you grab his shoulder, the other hand moving to palm him through his pants.

he has to stop for a moment to let out the softest moan, he attempts to unzip his pants and you put your hand down his underwear, stroking his length without even seeing it first and he just wants to cum right then and there so badly, the way you hold his dick is so adorable he just wants to treasure this moment forever — but he knows from now on there are going to be many moments to treasure. he moves down to kiss you again—

click.

the sound of the door opening shocks you both. in a frenzy, you quickly pull your hand out of yeonjun's underwear and push him away, he futilely attempts to zip his pants up while you try to fix your hair as a man walks into the room.

it's bang chan. he peaks his head in. “o-oh...!" he exclaims as he slowly processes the situation. "hi...y/n... yeonjun... s-sorry! i really didn't mean to interrupt!” he shuts the door. “and use protection!” you hear his muffled voice through the door.

“woah, what was that, who was he with in there?” you hear changbin exclaim through the door as well. he also happens to be yeonjun's good friend. which makes the hairs on yeonjun's arm lift. the two of you just sit there for a good moment, eyes locking and you erupt into silent laughter. you're a little embarrassed and flustered but you're not ashamed — you got permission, found a room, and you take responsibility for whatever happens, but now you can't really continue, can you?

“maybe next time...” yeonjun mumbles, a little breathless and you nod in agreement, a bit disappointed. “i can take you to dinner tomorrow though, if you can...” he attempted, and you nod, offering him a small, sweet smile and he smiles back, knowing he finally has you... not officially, but he knows he'll make you his in no time.

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his-angell · 2 months ago

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"You'll get used to it, sweetheart." (c.bc)

plot; A trip with her boyfriend to his hometown sounded like a dream. She was so glad to be able to spend more time with him. But.. Maybe less time with the bugs.. paring; Christopher Bahng x fem!reader genre; crack, fluff, smidge of angst if you squint word count; 1k warnings; bugs, cursing, pet names, 3rd pov request?; yes! request found here

A trip to Chan's hometown was a dream. Finally being able to spend time with him and see where he grew up? That's literal heaven. Plus, she's always wanted to travel to Australia.. It seemed beautiful. So hey, it was a win win for her. Or so she thought. She didn't really believe that the bugs there were that horrible. She always saw online that they were bad, but she didn't really think it could be that horrible. They were only some silly bugs! Shes pretty much gotten used to most of the bugs where she lived. So, these can't be much worse, right? Getting used to the bugs didn't mean she was completely fear free of them though.. She still hated them with a passion.

After a relaxing dinner with Chan's family, they had decided to go take a walk, just the two of them. It was fall, so it wasn't too hot, or too cold. It was perfect. (y/n) listened happily to her boyfriend talk about how he missed his mom and dad so much. He was talking about fond memories he had walking down the trail they were on.

"I love listening to you talk," (y/n) butted in, squeezing his hand lightly. A light blush took over Chan's cheeks. He laughed nervously and waved his free hand. "Yeah, whatever." He huffed. "I ramble. Besides, my voice is not that-" He was cut off by the shorter woman slapping his arm. "Yah! Don't even start on that. Your voice is literally my favorite thing in the world." She huffed and rolled her eyes. He knew how much she hated when he talked bad about himself.

Chan chuckled and shook his head softly. They decided to take a seat down on a bench. They were sitting in a comfortable silence, gazing over at the clouds that passed over. The sun was setting, and it basked the sky in beautiful oranges and pinks. (y/n) looked down when she felt something tickle her thigh. She felt a hot rush over her body as she stared at the fat beetle on her thigh. She whined and quickly swiped it away.

Chan frowned and looked at her. "You alright?" He chuckled softly. "Why are the bugs so- Ugly-" (y/n) grumbled and shuttered slightly. God- She hated bugs.. There was something about them that freaked her out so bad. She huffed and ran a hand through her hair. Chan only laughed softly at her and patted her head. "You'll get used to it, sweetheart." He hummed. Would she thoughh? Definitely not was the correct answer..

That was just one time that the bugs bothered her. Over the trip, they were outside a lot. Whether it be walks, or eating outside at a fancy restaurant. There was no getting away from them. While she tried really hard to just ignore them, she wasn't able to. Whether it be a bug on the ground, or the table. Hell, even when she saw it on some strangers arm, she would scoot or step away. She couldn't stand it. They were big and ugly.

Chan was talking to his mother, and (y/n) was sparking conversations with his sister. They were sitting out on a patio. They had gone out to this lounge spot. It was really pretty. Hannah paused mid sentence to point at (y/n)'s shoulder. "Okay, don't freak out, but there's a huge spider on your arm." She laughed nervously. (y/n) tensed up and clenched her eyes shut. She couldn't even look at it, more less move to swat it away. "Chris-" She whined quietly.

Chan hummed and looked over. His smile faltered at the sight of his girlfriend tensed up with her eyes clamped shut. He glanced at Hannah, who pointed at the spider again. Chan looked and blinked at it. Yikes. He hated bugs as much as the next person, but he kinda got used to them. He knew how bad (y/n) hated bugs. "Why aren't you doing anything?!" (y/n) spat through gritted teeth, opening her eyes to look at him.

Hannah pursed her lips to stop herself from laughing. She wasn't aware of (y/n)'s fear of the insects. She cleared her throat and moved to go sit by their mother. Chan gently took a deep breath and grabbed a napkin. He reached over and grabbed the spider, crushing it inside the napkin. He got up, throwing it away. He sat back down and gently wiped her shoulder. "All gone, jagi." He kissed her head. (y/n) slowly nodded and shuttered. "Ick.. Ick!" She whined and wiped herself off.

Chan chuckled softly and patted her head. "Not used to it then?" He snickered. (y/n) glared at him. "I don't understand how I ever could get used to it. They're actually disgusting." She laughed quietly. She sighed softly and patted his cheek. "Good thing I have my big strong boyfriend to get them for me," She clicked her tongue and huffed. Chan rolled his eyes softly and shook his head softly. "Ah, I see what I am now. I'm only here to save you from the bugs." He grabbed his drink and took a sip from it. She nodded slowly and raised her eyebrows. "Wasn't that obvious?" She hummed. Chan scoffed and rolled his eyes. "I cannot with you." He tutted. "You love me." She kissed his cheek. "That I do, sweetheart," He kissed her head gently.

That's pretty much how the rest of the trip went. It was perfect, all because she had her lovely boyfriend to protect her from all the bugs. Anytime one flew by her, she would move to the other side of Chan and he would laugh and swat it away. He would tease her endlessly throughout the trip and even when they got home. All out of love of course. He never knew someone could be that worried about a little tiny thing. Truth was, those things are not tiny.. He's just oddly used to it..

...

thank you, annon for the requestt!! i hope it lived up to your wishess! muah muah! stay safee! <3

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soulseobie · 5 months ago

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promise - ceo!jeno x gn reader

i did not proofread and did not mean for this to be angsty i was listening to ttnidtafos by hannah bahng lol

you sighed as you focused your eyes back on the the words held in the pages, the remnants of a pout washing on your face. jeno had come home almost 3 hours ago, cellphone pressed to his ear as he slipped his shoes off; you got a quick kiss to your forehead before he was rushing down the hall, slamming the door to his office shut.

he promised you two would spend the evening together eating your favorite takeout and catching up on the newest season of your show. but as you watched the sun dip below the horizon through window, you begun to believe your businessman boyfriend had forgotten once again.

you slotted your bookmark between the pages before shutting your book, discarding it on the coffee table. your chest swelled with sadness as tears pricked the corners of your eyes. it was pathetic to be upset over this, jeno was a busy man and sometimes his mind gets jumbled up amidst all the work he has to do day-to-day. but it was another promise broken, another day yearning for the smallest touch, another night spent alone, waiting for his attention.

you pushed yourself to your feet, shuffling down the hall toward the room you despised most in this house. your hand nervously ghosted over the doorknob before you took a deep breath, opening the door. your eyes took in the sight of jeno parked at his desk, the sound of his keyboard and quiet murmurs as he read emails the only noise filling the otherwise quiet room.

“jeno?” you sound out, wringing your hands nervously. “yeah, love?” jeno answers, eyes never leaving the computer screen as his fingers furiously type away on the keyboard. tears welled in your eyes once again, “are you gonna be done with work soon?” you mumbled, already anticipating the answer. “probably not, sweetheart. we’re about to close on a pretty big deal, gotta make sure everything is prepared.” jeno replies.

“but you promised.” you squeaked, a single tear falling over your waterline. jeno perks up, hands leaving the keyboard for the first time in hours. “what was that, love?” his chair beginning to swivel in the direction of your voice. jeno’s face falls as he takes in your image: trying to stop your tears from falling as your knees shake ever so slightly.

“you promised we would spend the evening together… you forgot again!” you said through soft sobs. jeno glances at his watch before shooting up from his chair. “oh darling, i’m so sorry. i got caught up with work and lost track of time.” jeno coos as he closes the distance between you two, pulling you into his chest.

you try to pull away from his grasp, “you said that yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that. you pinky promised the day would be about us when you got home.” you refuted, keeping him at arms length. “i know, baby. i don’t have an excuse. we were supposed to close the deal today but the clients made last minute changes, i’ve been so preoccupied making sure everything is good, it slipped my mind..” jeno reasoned, overpowering your trembling arms and pulling you flush against him.

you sniffled, making no attempt to pull away. it felt good to be in his arms even though you were upset with him.

“i still have a few things to do, but i’ll call off now. tomorrow will be all about us.” jeno compromised, rubbing soothing circles into your shoulder blade. jeno separates from you, settling back into his chair before turning to you again. “c’mere love, you can sit on my lap until i’m done working.” jeno says softly, opening his arms as an invitation. you smile through your tears, shuffling to his desk before straddling his thighs, resting your head into the crook of his neck.

you close your eyes contently, listening to the clacking of the keyboard and the sound of jeno’s voice conversing with his assistant.

he’s keeping his promise this time.

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eliluvschan · 9 months ago

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Shadow Selfies

pairing: bang chan x reader

word count: 971

warnings: few curse words & cutie Channie

genre: fluff

a/n: am i writing instead of finishing an essay for my deadline on thursday? no im not👀

i was walking my to my best friend Chan’s house. he’s got i don’t know what hair colour cause the man dyes his hair every two weeks now? i kinda lost count.

we’ve known each other for the past five years, but the thing is i’ve always liked him more than a friend.

i like him. a lot.

i rang the bell and Jessica, Chan’s mother, appeared in the doorway.

“hey dear, Chan’s in his room upstairs.”

“thanks, Mama Bahng.” i always call Jessica Mama Bahng, it’s a habit i picked up from hanging out a lot at Chan’s house.

she smiled as we both walk trough the hallway. “are you hungry?” she asked me.

“a little.”

“come on. i just bought these.” she said, putting a batch of brownies in front of me.

“alright then, but just one.” i smile.

“sure.” she turned away.

i took a piece and ate it.

“oh, this is amazing.”

“i know right? it’s a new bakery called Felix’s Goodies, maybe you and Chan can pick some up for the others?” she suggested.

“sure thing!”

“eomma, is Y/n here already?” i heard Chan calling from upstairs.

“maybe later.” i smiled and got up from where i was sitting, and made my way down the hall and upstairs. i knocked on the second door on the left.

“if it’s Hannah, go away. if it’s Y/n, come in please!” he called from inside.

“ugh, rude!” Hannah called as she got out of her room to go downstairs.

i laughed at her comment as i opened the door to the usual shirt strewn floor and messy bed.

“hey, where are you?” i called.

“oh, hey there cutie.” he said emerging from the side and pulling on a black hoodie. he stopped in front of me. “what’s up?”

“nothing much. you ready?”

“ready for what?”

“science!”

“oh yeah. come on.”

so we sat down on the bed and flicked through our books and opened chapter seven of biology. disease’s & microbes.

“i don’t understand this shit.” he said after five minutes of poring over the same page. he scanned the green page and then looked at me.

“what is that hard about learning the freaking definition of a compost?” i asked after explaining the compost again.

“it bounces off of my head. how did you do it?”

“don’t ask.”

he laughed. omg his laugh.

“okay. one more time?” i asked.

“okay. and then we do something else.”

i rolled my eyes. “sure.”

he smiled and sat a little straighter.

“when rotten plants, are piled onto a heap, the bacteria of microbes act on it, and produce an enzyme that turns into any sort of liquid and then they feed on it. this stupid and disgusting process is called a compost. got it?” i asked.

“the crappy heap of plant shit is called compost?” he joked.

i laughed. “yeah. now Bio degradable’s?”

“we’re doing something else.” he told me.

“you’re going to fail the test!”

“no, i’m not.” he said.

“yeah, you are. you’re not paying attention!”

“look, i’ve done as much as i can. and just one def. of bio- whatever’s left. it won’t hurt to leave one thing. and besides, you need a break too.

i thought for a moment. true, i do need a break.

“why are you trying so hard to make me study?” he asked.

“cause friends watch out for each other, and remember Mr. Lee said he’s gonna change out seats so we can’t pass notes or talk at all.” i reminded him.

“aw, you’re doing this so we can talk? sweet!” he smiled.

“shut up.” i said, returning to the book.

“hey, look at the shadows!” he said.

i looked and saw our shadows on the wall, very clear and sharp.

click!

Chan took out his phone and took a picture. soon, we were posing madly and taking pictures in the mirror. then Chan held up his index finger. i put mine across it and made an x. i took the picture.

he held his palm in the air. i calmed mine against it, forming a weird, but beautiful shadow of two hands joined in mid-air.

both of us took the picture. then he curved his hand into a half-heart shape. i curved mine, completing the heart. we took the picture.

i looked up at him, he looked down, not smiling. his eyes full of passion. he stared at my lips, then he leaned in and the next thing i knew his lips were moving against mine and his arms were no longer suspended in the air but gripping my waist.

a soft sigh and a click!

a camera snapping a picture, and we jumped and broke apart. Chan looked around. his mother was standing in the doorway. she quickly turned around and walked away.

“i, uh, i should get going.” i blushed and turned away.

“no, don’t go.” he whispered, holding me back.

“goodbye, Chris.” i moved away. but i felt a tug at my fingers. i looked back. our fingers were still locked. Chan smiled at them, but i hastened to pull them away.

i made my way home, still thinking about the kiss.

i got a text from Chan as soon as i was inside.

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: i made mom delete the picture.

me: ok, thanks.

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: but i still have it ;)

me: what? why?

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: our first kiss.

me: can u send it to me too?

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: [1 attachment]

me: well…

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: it’s uhh, nice.

me: yeah.

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: will you be my girlfriend Y/n? i mean i’ve liked you forever and i know you kissed me back and we are friends- i’ll take you out this weekend if that suits you?

me: uhh…

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: what?

me: nothing

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: then?

me: yes! :D

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: i had fun.

me: excuse me?

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: excused, girlfriend ;) i was talking about the shadow selfies and science of course.

me: oh yeah. me too >_<

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: so tomorrow night?

me: sure. goodnight boyfriend 🤍

Channie😩❤️‍🩹: goodnight girlfriend :)

#skz fluff #skz imagines #skz scenarios #skz x reader #stray kids #bang chan #bang chan x reader #bang chan x y/n #stray kids fanfic #bang chan fluff #bang chan texts #bang chan fanfic #bang chan scenarios #christopher bang

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jinnie-ret · 11 months ago

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Welcome to my 1000 followers special!!! I can't thank you all enough for how much your support has continued to amaze me and motivate me to continue writing on tumblr. I love you all and I love the friendships I've built on this platform with all of you and really am thankful for the likes, the replies, the reblogs, and of course the follows! Which is what we're celebrating today! It's even weird to think we have 1000 followers omg-

I'm on a mission to craft the perfect playlist for all of us to enjoy, and what better way to do that then to do that through imagining different scenarios with Stray Kids?! I've started it off but I want to hear songs from you too, as this is a playlist for us all!! :)

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1K FOLLOWERS PLAYLIST 💚🖤

🖤 black friday - tom odell added by jinnie-ret!

(han x plus size!reader) | angst it should have been a nice, fun evening out, but your insecurities win and jisung is just as upset as you are when he finds out why

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

💚 perfect places - lorde added by jinnie-ret!

(lee know x reader) | fluff | angst y/n never thought she'd be talking to a stranger til the sun rose, but it was better than feeling trapped at the local bar

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

🖤 video games - lana del rey added by @3rachas-angel!

(bang chan x reader) | fluff it's nights like these, when you're staring up at the pretty stars, admiring the city lights, that you realise just how much you love your boyfriend

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

💚 perfect nights - le sserafim added by @moe-kyun-kyun!

(poly stray kids x reader) | fluff in which skz is watching the opening show of their girlfriend's tour, sonder, and they come to realise a song is dedicated purely to them

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

🖤 hellevator - stray kids added by anonnie!

(stray kids x male ninth member!reader) | angst he's going through voice changes in their predebut era and fans are already sending in hate

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

💚 cigarette duet - princess chelsea added by @ihrtlix!

(poly stray kids x ninth member!reader) | angst you get hounded by your boyfriends after they catch you smoking. how will they react when you disappear and go off the radar?

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

🖤 silent cry - stray kids added by 🕷️ anonnie!

(changbin x reader) | angst | fluff she hid her thoughts and struggles to not burden her boyfriend, but he catches her in tears

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

💚 the wisp sings - winter aid added by @skzoologist!

(jeongin x reader) | angst | fluff jeongin never confesses his love to you and it's to his own detriment that he becomes exhausted

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

🖤 carry you - ruelle, fleurie added by @skzoologist!

(seungmin x reader) | fluff at a low point, seungmin finds out how much reader has been supporting him, no matter what. it fills him with a warmth that is nearly searing him from the inside, but he would have it no other way.

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

💚 perfect blues - hannah bahng added by @cheesemonky!

(chan x reader) | fluff she's been letting too much get to her head, so chan, being the loving boyfriend he is, decides she needs a holiday

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

🖤 seasons - wave to earth added by anonnie!

(seungmin x best friend!reader) | fluff you and seungmin have been best friends forever, and your strong bond really shines through when he comforts you through a tough time

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

💚 cover me - stray kids added by @straykidsnerd255!

(poly stray kids x reader) | angst money, work, school. it was only a matter of time before the boys would see her crumble, and be there to pick up the pieces

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

🖤 we are family - sister sledge added by @turtledove824!

(ot8 stray kids x reader (platonic)) | fluff having one brother in stray kids means you have 7 other brothers too

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

💚 placebo - stray kids added by @shua-f4lmings!

(stray kids x hybrid!reader) | fluff | angst | the boys are shocked at how your hybrid features present themselves when you are feeling particularly emotional

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

🖤 maniac - stray kids added by @lovingchan!

(cyborg!bang chan x reader) | angst | fluff when he finds a baby abandoned, lonely, left to suffer in this dystopian world, he swears to become it's protector.

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

💚 poison - brent faiyaz added by @keen-li!

(lee know x reader) | angst minho is crazy over you, as much as he'd hate to admit it, but you won't even bat an eyelid

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

🖤 make you feel my love - adele added by @lieslovefantasy!

(stray kids x reader) | angst the boys help and rescue their fellow member through one of the hardest things she's had to do, all over again - grieve.

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

💚 arcade - duncan lawrence added by anonnie!

(chan x reader) | angst when you find yourself reverting to old bad habits, chan is there to comfort you and pick up the pieces

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

🖤 breathe - lee hi added by @skzoologist!

(hyunjin x reader (platonic)) | angst you let yourself belittle your own problems because surely they couldn't be as bad as your idol friend's own ones?

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

💚 i miss you, i'm sorry - gracie abrams added by anonnie!

(felix x reader) | angst it hurts seeing that your ex has already moved on

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

🖤 hurts like hell - fleurie added by @skzoologist!

(felix x gender neutral!reader) | angst felix grieves the loss of them over something he thinks he was responsible for.

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

💚 mixtape: time out - stray kids added by @hannahhbahng!

(felix x reader) | fluff felix makes sure that you take some time out to focus on yourself

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

🖤 even when I'm not with you - pierce the veil added by 🩹 anonnie!

(changbin x reader) | fluff changbin finally returns after tour and that is when the love you two share really shines through

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

💚 take a chance with me - niki added by anonnie!

(lee know x reader) | fluff | angst lee know was too scared to express his feelings - lucky you were there to convince him his feelings were mutual

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yup-thats-me · 1 year ago

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expectant • h.hyunjin

pairing: fiancé!hyunjin x fiancé!reader

summary: fiancé!reader is pregnant.

warning: pregnancy.

#protecthyunjin #protectskz

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A broad smile was plastered on Y/n's face as her eyes were glued to the small screen in her hand watching her fiancé with the child in his slender arms.

It amazed her as to how someone look so effortlessly beautiful and elegant when all they're doing is carrying a child. Each time someone would announce hyunjin's name in a room, her heart would beat as if it will jump out of its confinement. It gave her immense joy to hold his hands each night and if he's not with her, she would sleep peacefully knowing she's able to call hyunjin her fiancé.

Fiance. The word itself held so many memories. How y/n and Hyunjin would joke around and call each other their fiancés'prior to their engagement. And when the actual proposal happened it took all in her being not to pass out in Hyunjin's arm when he proposed the so-awaited question, kneeling on the ground.

Their friends were as happy as they were, if not happier. Lee Know and Chan the most as Hyunjin would always go to them to rant about his gorgeous girlfriend. He questioned them over and over again on how he should plan the proposal, going through everything to make sure everything was perfect. It was the biggest deal for God's sake!

Immediately after Y/n kissed him, the boys came out of their hiding spot and the first to hug Y/n were Chan and Lee Know. They were happy they wouldn't have to talk to a overly-stressed Hyunjin who was jumping around in nervousness and excitement all the time, although they of course did not mind at all.

It was exactly 11 months from the wedding now. Everything was going smoothly without a trouble. The comeback is going stringer than ever, Hyunjin's career is at its peak and in a couple more months, Y/n and Hyunjin would officially be called Mr & Mrs. Hwang. The only thing that worried Y/n was her small tummy.

It had only been a week when Y/n found out she was pregnant. After contemplating whether or not to tell Hyunjin, her counselor and best friend Hannah Bahng, told her it would absolutely be fine when she would disclose the news to Hyunjin. Y/n and him have been together for seven years now. If anything would change, it will be the love that hyunjin has for y/n which will now be thousand and thousand times more.

The door lock turned as came in a Hyunjin with his hands filled with a large bouquet of red roses. "Darling!" He called as soon as he stepped foot inside the house.

Y/n smiled widely as Hyunjin hugged her tightly. "I've missed you so much baby."

"You've been only gone for three hours, love. And we even facetimed not even 45 minutes ago," She smiled, kissing his nose. "And your point is?" He giggled.

Y/n took the flowers from him, setting them down on the coffee table infront of them. "...Hyunjin. You know, I watched that video of you and the boys with the child. He looked so cute my heart was about to burst."

"Yeah. He was really soft to hold too," He began tucking behind a piece of stray hair from Y/n's face. "What do you think about kids, sweetheart?" He asked.

The look of surprise on Y/n's face was what led to him asking Y/n if felt sick or something.

She shook her head. "No nothing. I-I like kids. Yeah. I love them," She hesitated.

"Y/n, baby something is wrong. I can tell that from your face. What's the matter?" He asked looking at Y/n waiting patiently for her to open up.

She began filling with the diamond plated engagement ring, a habit of hers she did when she was anxious. Hyunjin grabbed her hands softly, making her look at him. "Tell me. It's okay," He coaxed.

"I'm pregnant." She finally said after a long pause.

The news made hyunjin's hold on her hands loosen making her look up in horror. "...what?" He asked surprised, but no sign of anger.

"I'm pregnant, Hyunjin. Found out last week but was afraid to tell you."

He immediately pulled her in for an embrace, his face in the crook of her neck. "An entire week? Why were you afraid, my love?" He asked softly after they pulled away. "Afraid that I'd leave you even after everything we've been through?"

"No. Not that. I wasn't afraid of you leaving me, Hyun. I know you never will. But the fact is, right now, your career is at its peak and I don't wanna pull you back and be a burden."

Hyunjin held her face in both his hands gently shaking her. "Love, you can never be a burden for me," He kissed her on her temple. "You have no idea how happy I am Y/n. I'm the happiest man alive right now," He screamed jumping from the couch and twirling Y/n around but soon realizing what he did, he sat her down apologizing to Y/n. "I'm sorry, sorry. I have to be gentle. I forget."

His antics made Y/n laugh whole heartedly in a while. "It's not even two weeks, love!"

"Doesn't matter. I'll be more careful. Oh and no workout, no doing heavy work, no bending. I'll dodge cooking, laundry, cleaning everything. You just rest baby," He said kissing her softly.

And when realization hit him he smiled even wider if that was even possible. "At our wedding, our baby will be 1 year old! Perfect! If it's a girl we'll make her her own gown as well and if its a boy then I'll stand with him at the end of the alter, waiting for our precious momma," He smirked making Y/n blush. "Too quick, too quick."

After he calmed down a bit, Hyun pressed his head against Y/n's tummy, his hands hugging her waist. "No matter what happens, nothing can separate me from you and our precious little baby."

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#protecthyunjin #protectskz

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hyuuukais · 8 months ago

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⋆₊‧⁺˖⋆˚.⋆ ͙͘͡★ LOOK UP TO THE STARS

pairing ▪︎ han jisung x fem reader

synopsis ▪︎ sent out on a mission to a neighbouring QZ that's gone radio silent, y/n falls into the hands of a post-rebellion group after things go terribly wrong. giving up on rejoining her squad, she joins the group on a trek to find a missing member, the group leader's sister. what's supposed to be a not-so-simple trip out and back to their base becomes a one-way ticket to the end of everything they know.

warnings ▪︎ gen

MASTERLIST | CHAPTER ONE

SQUADS & REBELS

▪︎ SQUAD 143 NOTABLE CHARACTERS

Squad Leader Lee Minho ▪︎ stoic and blunt, an intimidating teacher. Knows more than he should, protector of y/n, at least, he thinks he is.

Cadet L/n Y/n ▪︎ one of the best students of her year; could be the top student if only her unarmed hand to hand combat improved. clumsy in day to day life, but sharp and precise with a weapon in her hands.

Cadet Kim Seungmin ▪︎ y/n's best friend since she arrived at the QZ 13 years ago. a strong and sarcastic fighter, unwilling to submit to authority. would do anything for the people he cares about, but they don't need to know that.

Cadet Hwang Yeji ▪︎ y/n's roommate born and raised in the QZ, knows that place and the surrounding area like the back of her hand. a fluid fighter and smart girl, on her way to becoming another squad leader.

Cadet Shin Yuna ▪︎ brought to the QZ as a young child with no recollection of the outside world, growing up beside karina like a sister. y/n's other roommate specializing in medicine.

▪︎ SQUAD 144 NOTABLE CHARACTERS

Squad Leader Seo ▪︎ driven by unstoppable determination and loyalty, she's gunning for her squad to be the best of the best. fiercely protective of her members, not just because one of them is her brother.

Cadet Seo Changbin ▪︎ a friend of seungmin's, a strong and valued soldier. gets away with more than he should.

Cadet Shin Ryujin ▪︎ another friend of seungmin's. top of her class, don't care attitude. mess with her or her friends, and you're done for.

Cadet Yang Jeongin ▪︎ went missing last year after being mistakenly sent on a real mission before he was ready and hasn't been seen since. no body was found, he's been assumed dead amongst his peers.

▪︎ REBELS NOTABLE CHARACTERS

Bahng Chan ▪︎ unspoken leader of the group. would put his own life at risk for everyone he cares about, even if he just met you. takes care of the others, but who takes care of him?

Hwang Hyunjin ▪︎ best hand-to-hand fighter in the group, hands down. thinks his worth is tied to his skills. has a secret creative side and always carries a sketchbook with him, capturing his friends in soft moments.

Han Jisung ▪︎ a skilled sniper, and not just with a gun. can hit almost any shot as long as he can focus. pretty much at least good at most aspects of combat, and he's funny too!

Lee Chaeryeong ▪︎ another skilled sniper, quiet and stealthy. sees a lot, hears a lot, says nothing about any of it; you can trust her. lost her sister when a QZ attacked her camp as a young kid and met chan not too long after.

Lee Felix ▪︎ resident doctor and beam of positivity. the apocalypse calls for hard times, but he always shows the silver lining to those around him in an effort to cheer them up, even if only for a moment.

Bahng Hannah ▪︎ chan's missing sister. a free spirit and curious person, always yearning for knowledge. a lover of music and art, somewhat sheltered by chan from the doom and gloom around her.

#⋆₊‧⁺˖⋆˚.⋆ ͙͘͡★ LOOK UP TO THE STARS #skz #stray kids #han jisung x reader #han jisung x fem reader #han jisung #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #zombie au #zombie apocalypse au #skz zombie au #han jisung fanfic #skz fanfic #stray kids fanfic #skz series #han jisung series

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wonik1ss · 1 year ago

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Secret Love Story — Yunjin

pairing : sserafim!yunjin x 6th member!reader

song rec : perfect blues - hannah bahng

summary : no one knows about your secret love story with your member yunjin. not even you..

a/n : I know you have been dying for another yunjin fic sooooo..

Ever since you were introduced as the 6th member of Le sserafim Yunjin has had her eyes on you. Not in a bad way.. but to her it was.

Her eyes weren’t supposed to linger on you long after your conversation ended.

She wasn’t supposed to long for your touch after you two had hugged.

But the one thing Yunjin new she really wasn’t supposed to do.. was like you.

“Yunjin are you ok?”. Yunjin stopped staring at her notebook and looked up at you with a smile.

“Ya.. I’m just trying to put out another song and am I little stuck finnish it..”

“Then I can help you!”. Yunjins eyes widened as you sat down on the stool infront of her.

“You really don-“

“I want to Jin.. don’t tell the others but your my favorite”. Yunjin blushed at your words. But turned away so you wouldn’t see.

“Well I’ve been reading a lot of.. romance books and I started this love song.. about two lovers that can’t be together”. You nodded as you put your head on Yunjins shoulder. Yunjin struggled to not look at you, because if she did she didn’t know what would happen after that.

“So it’s a secret love story?”

“Hmm?”. Yunjin was to busy in thought so when you spoke again she stared confused.

“Your song sounds like it’s a secret love story.. you can fill the blank spot with those”. You giggled and pointed to the numerous blank spots on Yunjin’s paper as she nodded.

“So is there anything else I can help you with Jin?”. Yunjin stared at for a second to long before she finally answered you.

“Yeah.. just call me when Chaewon orders dinner again after she destroys the kitchen trying to cook”. You laughed and left the love struck girl in her room. Not noticing you just helped her write a song about your love story.

“You go this unnie!”. Eunchae said as she smiled brightly at Yunjin. It had been 2 months since Yunjin first started her song about you and her; and now she would be performing it infront of you and a fearnots too.

“Thank’s I’ll see you after Eunchae”. Eunchae nodded as she ran of to the rest of her members. Then just before Yunjin rose up to the stage she saw you smiling. Yunjin quickly looked away and made sure her guitar wouldn’t fall of her. As she looked up to see fearnots in the crowd.

She looked for you and the rest of her members and smiled at Eunchaes sign that read “THAT GIRLS MY MEMBER”.

Then as Yunjin approached the mike she started to close her eyes and sing. Your smile started to fall as the lyrics danced around your ears.

the day you walked in my world changed

the shy new girl had caught my eye

Though it did seem familiar there’s no way she was singing about you.. right?

I know I shouldn’t stare

but for you I don’t really care

how could I not

when I love you lots

Another coincidence right? Yunjin always tended to stare at you for too long.. and she also yell ‘love you lots’ everytime you left the room. But.. those didn’t mean anything right?

this is our secret love story

the one that keeps me up at night

gotta just say these three words

but idk if I’ll get them right

Your eyes widened when you noticed Yunjin opening her eyes to look at you.

our secret love story

might not turn out right

but I can’t help but say

that I love you alright

our secret love story

wont end out right tonight..

Yunjin ended the song and her eyes scanned for you again. But failed to find you. So as she went back stage, and as everyone congratulated her she looked for you.

Yunjin gave up as she went to her changing room to see you pacing back and forth.

“Y/n?”

“It’s about me right? I mean.. the song it’s about us..”. Yunjin hesitantly nodded her head as you stopped pacing and stared at her.

“You were wrong”

“What?”. Yunjin got closer as her heart beat started to fasten.

“Our love story will end right”. Yunjin didn’t have enough time to realize what you said. Since you got closer to her and started to kiss her. As Yunjins hands went to your waist the kiss got deeper and deeper.

That was until…

“UNNIE YOU ROCKED!!”. You two quickly separated as the rest of your members came in Eunchae yelling.

“Did you see my sign!!”. Eunchae beamed at Yunjin as she went on and on about the song.

It seemed no one had seen you two kissing. Well you thought so until Chaewon looked at Yunjins smudged lip stick now replicated on your lips.

So.. I guess your secret love story wasn’t so secret anymore…

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louscartridge · 1 year ago

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I'm planing on posting a Hannah bahng fiction sometime today!!

#hannah bahng #hannah bang #ff #fanfic #fanfiction #x reader #x you #yn #x yn

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pnutbutter-n-j-elyy · 3 months ago

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When You Need Me Most

Jeongin x Reader (implied female but can be read as gn!)

Warnings: Cursing, Mentions of Cheating, Victim Blaming, Mentions of glass shattering

Pt2 Pt3

MASTERLIST

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The day had been longer than usual. Exhaustion clung to your bones as you climbed the stairs to your apartment, your thoughts preoccupied with the idea of a quiet evening in. You hadn’t told your boyfriend you’d be home early today; maybe surprising him and inviting him over for some quality time would lift your spirits. You usually worked second and third shift, so your free time never overlapped with his, and even if it did you spent it asleep. But your boss had graced you with a paid third shift.

And now you got some extra time. You had been extremely busy these past few weeks, and so had your boyfriend. He was a trainee at JYP, and you had met him through Chan.

You had done an exchange program in Australia, met Hannah, who introduced you to Chris since she knew you wanted to work in South Korea; and she wanted you to have a confidant. And one day as he was showing you around his place of work you had run into a timid trainee who was shaking at running into the Christopher Bahng. But when his eyes met yours something had sparked.

These past couple months had made you happy, even if it was rough due to your schedules.

The key turned in the lock with a soft click, and you pushed the door open, expecting the comforting silence of an empty home. You wondered if you should call your boyfriend to come over, or if you'd go over to his. He had to be awake. He was a night owl.

But instead of silence, the first thing you noticed was the trail of clothing leading from the front door to the living room—shoes, a shirt that wasn’t yours, and a jacket that definitely didn’t belong to your boyfriend. Confusion knitted your brows together as you picked up the jacket, the fabric slipping through your trembling fingers as you realized it wasn’t just any jacket -it belonged to another woman. The scent of the perfume staining it making you nauseous.

The apartment was unnervingly quiet, save for the faint sound of voices coming from the bedroom. Your bedroom.

No, it can’t be.

Your legs moved on their own, carrying you down the hall with a heavy heart thudding in your chest. Each step felt like you were trudging through quicksand, dragging you deeper into dread. You felt like throwing up. The closer you got, the clearer the sounds became—soft moans, whispered words, and the creak of the bed. Your bed.

Your hand shook as you reached for the door, pushing it open slowly, hoping, praying that what you were hearing wasn’t real. Praying that it was anything else than what you thought it was. But as the door swung open, your world shattered.

There, tangled in the sheets you had picked out when you first moved in, was your boyfriend. His body was intertwined with another woman’s, her face unseen, their limbs a mess of sinful intimacy.

His lips were kissing places he had no right to be kissing, leaving trails of his betrayal on her skin - on the skin of the female idol trainee you now recognized from the same agency your boyfriend- ex boyfriend - worked at.

The choked gasp that escaped your lips was involuntary, and it was enough to break their trance. They both jolted, eyes wide as they met yours. For a moment, the room was filled with nothing but the sound of your breathing - shallow, erratic, as if the air itself had been stolen from your lungs.

You couldn't even muster tears up.

"Y/N…" he started, his voice a broken whisper as he scrambled to cover himself -as if modesty had any place here now. "This isn’t-"

"Don’t," you choked out, feeling the bile you had tried to hold back rise in your throat. "Don’t you dare try to explain this to me."

The girl- no, the other woman - had the decency - no audacity - to look ashamed. As if she wasn't aware of your boyfriend's relationship. Everyone in the company knew he was in a relationship due to his inability to shut the fuck up.

She clutched the sheets to her chest, her eyes darting between you and your boyfriend, searching for a way out. But you didn’t care about her; all you could see was him, the man who had just shattered your heart into a million irreparable pieces.

"What the hell is going on?" The question was pointless, rhetorical, but it tumbled from your lips anyway, more a cry of pain than a demand for answers. You didn't even know if you wanted an answer. You just wanted something anything to drown out the unbearable noises you had hooked into every crevice of your mind.

He stood, grabbing his pants off the floor, slipping into them as if getting dressed would somehow make this situation better. "Y/N, listen to me-"

"No!" your screams cut him off. You never screamed. He stared at you in shock. "No, you listen to me! You were in my bed with her! In my home! MY fucking home. How could you do this? Because you didn't want your group members see how royally fucked up their leader is? How much of a piece of shit he is?" You spat, the venom in your voice something you didn't realize you even had stored in you.

For a moment, he looked genuinely remorseful, his eyes softening in a way that had always made you weak. The eyes he gave anytime he did anything remotely wrong. And for a moment, you felt your heart twinge with regret of yelling at him - and for a split-second thought of a life where you both put this behind you.

But then, just as quickly, his expression hardened, and you saw the shift- the anger, the defensiveness. The complete opposite of remorse.

"You weren’t supposed to be home," his tone was accusatory, as if you were the one who had done something wrong. "You never come home early! If you hadn’t-"

"If I hadn’t what?!" you interrupted, your voice cracking as the tears you so desperately didn't want to show spilled over, streaming down your cheeks. "If I hadn’t come home, you’d still be fucking her in my bed? You think that makes this, okay? You would've never told me huh? If I hadn't caught you and this bitch." You turn to her. "Don't think I'm the type to only blame one person. Because it's a two-way thing. You knew he was in a relationship. But you're so desperate that you'd fuck another person's boyfriend in their home? Not even his home?" You laughed without humor.

The girl looked at your ex to have him defend her.

He ran a hand through his hair, frustration bubbling to the surface. "You’re never around, Y/N! You’re always busy, always caught up in something else. What did you expect me to do? Sit around waiting for you to remember I exist?"

The words hit you like a physical blow, knocking the wind out of you. "You’re blaming me for this?" you whispered, disbelief lacing every syllable. "You cheated on me, and now it’s my fault? Because I was busy? You're acting as if you're any freer than I am!"

He didn’t answer, his silence more damning than any words could have been. He simply stood there, glaring at you as if your very presence was an inconvenience to him, as if you were the one who had ruined everything.

Almost as if he would go back to doing just what he was doing if you chose to turn and walk out.

The girl on the bed finally found her voice, though it was weak and shaky. "I’m… I’m sorry. I didn’t-"

"Shut up," you spoke not even bothering to look at her. She wasn’t worth your attention. "Just shut up."

You turned back to your boyfriend, the man you thought you knew, the man who had just turned your life upside down. "Get out," you mumbled, your voice chilled. Hard. Unrecognizable even to yourself.

"Y/N, come on. Don’t be like this-"

"GET OUT!" you sounded like a banshee, your voice echoing through the apartment. You grabbed the nearest object—a pillow from the bed—and flung it at him. "Get your shit and get the hell out of my apartment!" You grabbed all of things in range and threw them at him.

He didn’t move at first, stunned by the sheer force of your anger. You had never been angry at anything he had done. So much so that he was almost assured he could've gotten away with cheating if you hadn't caught him in the act but rather he confessed at a later state.

But as you started grabbing his clothes, throwing them at him with a fury that made your hands shake, he finally began to gather his things, muttering curses under his breath.

The other woman quickly followed suit, dressing as fast as she could, avoiding your gaze. Within minutes, they were both at the door, him clutching his clothes, her still trying to smooth out her disheveled appearance.

Before he left, he turned to you one last time, his face twisted with bitterness. "You know, Y/N, maybe if you weren’t so focused on your own shit all the time, this wouldn’t have happened."

"No. But maybe if I had never agreed to date a narcissistic and twisted bastard than this wouldn't have mattered!"

The door slammed shut behind them, leaving you standing in the middle of your once-happy home, surrounded by the remnants of what used to be your life.

His words echoed in your mind, cruel and cutting, each one driving the knife of betrayal deeper into your heart.

You sank to the floor, the strength finally leaving your body as the sobs overtook you. You screamed. Everything hurt- your chest, your head, your soul. It was like the world had crumbled beneath your feet, leaving you to free-fall into the abyss of your own misery.

You had moved to Korea on a whim, but your boyfriend had made that loneliness much better.

Now he was gone, and that feeling overtook you, drown you in a tidal wave of hurt.

But even as the tears flowed, even as you sat there in the ruins of your life, a new emotion began to simmer beneath the surface: anger. But not a normal anger. A white-hot, searing anger. Not just at him, but at her, at the universe, at yourself for trusting him, for loving him.

As you sat on the floor of your apartment with your heart in pieces, you didn't even realize how much time had passed with your sobs as a background noise until your neighbor unsympathetically banged on your wall, yelling curses at you to shut up.

You didn't care at that point, so you chucked the closest thing to you at the wall, a lamp your boyfriend had gifted you as a housewarming gift.

The teal glass shattered against the wall and with it, the last fragments of your composure.

You couldn’t stay here. The walls seemed to close in on you, suffocating, filled with memories that now felt tainted and wrong. Your legs felt like jelly as you pushed yourself off the floor, your mind reeling, but one thought cut through the chaos like a beacon: Chan.

You barely registered your movements as you grabbed your phone and keys, stuffing them into your bag with shaking hands. The tears blurred your vision, but you didn’t care. You just needed to get out—away from this place, away. Just away.

The hallway of your building was empty, the quiet eerie compared to the storm raging inside you. You stumbled down the stairs, not trusting yourself to take the elevator, since you were afraid you might break down completely if you had to stand still for even a moment. By the time you reached the street, your breath was coming in shallow gasps, the cold air biting at your skin as if trying to shock you back to reality.

You hadn't even remembered to grab a jacket.

The walk to Chan’s apartment was a blur. You were on autopilot, the familiar route basically muscle memory from countless visits.

Normally, the walk felt short -comforting even -but tonight it felt endless. Every step was heavy, you felt almost drunk, dragging your feet along the pavement.

When you finally reached the apartment complex, you didn’t bother to announce your arrival. You just pounded on the door, hoping-praying - that someone would be there.

Chan. You needed Chan. He was your rock, the one person who always knew how to make things better, who could somehow untangle the mess of your life with a few words and that steady presence of his.

Even if you hadn't known him through a time of distress, you knew you could count on him.

But when the door swung open, it wasn’t Chan’s face you saw.

Rather it was Jeongin’s.

“Y/N?” His voice was filled with surprise, quickly turning to concern as he took in your tear-streaked face and the way you were trembling like a leaf in the wind. “What happened? Are you okay?”

The words were stuck in your throat, tangled with the sobs you were fighting to keep at bay. All you could do was shake your head, the motion making the tears spill over once more. You wanted to speak, to tell him everything, but the words wouldn’t come. They were buried too deep under the weight of your heartbreak.

Without another word, Jeongin stepped aside, holding the door open wider. “Come in,” he said softly, his tone gentle, coaxing you inside like you were a fragile thing that might break at any moment.

Although he felt anxious now, silently wishing Chan was home.

You were his hyung's friend. While you were closer to Jeongin's age, Chris was by far the closest to you.

Jeongin had met you by accident, when you had come to drop something off at the apartment. And Chris had taken that time to introduce you two properly, then eventually the rest of the guys.

And while you weren't besties with Jeongin to the extent you were with Chan or Felix, who you had latched onto rather quickly, you and Jeongin got along well enough. Well enough to hang out outside of group meetings, and well enough to share inside jokes.

And well enough for him to take a romantic liking to you. One that pained him since he held it in.

But he didn't think he knew you well enough for him to help you through whatever crisis you were going through. Just buy the pitiful sight, he knew you needed someone you had history with. Someone who knew you better than he did. At least he thought.

You stepped over the threshold, your legs threatening to give out the moment you were inside the warmth of the apartment. The familiar scent of the place- clean, with a hint of whatever candle Chan had burning - made your chest tighten. This was supposed to be your safe space, where you came to escape the pressures of adulting, to laugh and talk with your friends. But tonight, it was a refuge from the disaster your life had just become.

Jeongin just barely managed to catch you as your toe caught, catapulting yourself into his arms.

He sunk to the ground with you as your desperate cries came out.

"Why me. Why me."

Your tears were dampening his chest, and all he could do was hold you. He didn't know how long he held you before Chan had walked into the dorm, surprised to see your state of distress, and lifting you into his arms.

Jeongin had lost track of time since he had seen his Hyung carry you as you cried into his shoulder, into his room, in hopes of giving you privacy.

He wondered what was wrong.

What had brought those sad cries of anguish.

The younger boy absentmindedly mixed some sugar into a sleeping tea.

You liked sweet things. Maybe you would be able to stomach this and get some rest.

As he went to knock on the door, Chris opened it up, closing it quietly behind him.

"Is Y/N okay?" Jeongin asked quietly clutchin the mug in his hand.

Chris had a subtle anger behind his calm face. Jeongin had only seen his leader get angry a couple of times. And while it was never directed at him, it was still something unsettling to witness.

"I'll ruin that bastard's career." He brought his index finger and thumb to his nose and rubbed it in annoyance. "The girl too. And not even just for revenge. If they're acting like that as trainees who knows what they'll do when they have more fame." He sighed and noticed the steaming mug in his youngest member's hands.

"Cute." He mumbled pinching his cheek.

Jeongin pulled back instinctively. As he always did whenever his Hyung gave him affection. It wasn't that he hated it - while he wasn't the fondest of physical affection, Chan's was always comforting and reassuring, but since he would never admit that he pulled away and usually that would cause Chan to bombard him even more. But this time his elder didn't instead he started to walk to the living room.

"Hyung?"

"Y/N is going to stay with us for a little. Okay?" It was more of a statement rather than question.

Jeongin nodded, and focused on the steam coming up from the cup.

I hope they're okay...

The door creaked open slightly as Jeongin peeked into it slightly.

You were already asleep, tucked into Chan's bed, your soft snores filling up the quiet space.

You looked small, and sad if it was even possible to look sad in your sleep.

Who hurt you like this... Jeongin wondered as he shut the door.

He sighed and went to the kitchen to put the mug away, a small frown as he dumped the contents.

Regardless, I'll be there for them. Chan hyung is there but...but I'll be there for them too. Because then maybe...

Maybe they'll see me the same way.

After drying the mug he walked towards his room, stopping in front of Chris's door one last time.

The image of your eyes was engrained into his mind.

He would never make you sad. Not like that. Never like that.

Rather... I'll treat you right. Make you the happiest person on Earth. Give everything, I have to you. He thought as he crawled into his bed.

I do everything in my power to be there through your highs and lows. Be there when you need me most.

Jeongin vowed.

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ihugzminseo · 10 months ago

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stray kids scenarios; 1/8. bangchan.

pairing : service dom!chan x afab!reader

synopsis : lucas, chan's brother, just graduated, and you'd had no idea chan wasn't joking when he said his family stayed out as late as possible when events like these came up. you'd held out for as long as you could, but now you're home and you need chan. bad.

warning : exhibitionism, public play, teasing

word count : 0.5k

a/n : i was originally going to post all 8 needy!reader scenarios together, but chapter 1 of that changbin and jisung x reader series is still in the works so here's something to distract from my writers block and procrastination..!

it was late. entirely too late.

chan's brother had just graduated, and the two of you had promised him you wouldn't miss the ceremony even if the world was on fire. but maybe you could try firefighting for once, because if you knew you'd be out from 9am to 12am the next day, you probably would've stayed home.

chan had told you his family was serious about events like graduations and weddings and birthdays and what not being literal all-day things, sun up to sun down. and you hadn't believed it.

chan's birthday passed during touring, so the 9 of you just went out to eat. but when you and chan went to australia for hannah's graduation just a few years prior, you had been out for nearly 9 hours, until it started raining of course.

but this ceremony was at the beginning of december, which was summer in south korea, so you knew the rain couldn't save you. and as beautiful as you looked, you'd really wished it would've rained, so everyone could go home and you could get to chan; because holy fuck, he looked amazing.

he wore a deep blue button up shirt, rolling up his sleeves and leaving his top two buttons undone. he'd been indecisive between several pairs of slacks, but decided on a gray pair, which perfectly emphasized the print of his cock through his pants - the cock you were desperate to get. he'd added black timberland's to his look, with his laces finally tied for once, but only because this was a "formal" event. his blonde hair was shaggy and curly, and it turned you on so badly to watch him run his hands through it.

you had no idea why you were as needy for him as you were; you'd been able to blame it on pms at first, but you and chan both knew your period had ended a week ago so there was no way you could use that as an excuse. or maybe it wasn't pms, maybe it was just because you were dating the christopher bahng.

it started off with you wrapping your arms around his waist and intertwining your fingers with his whenever you got the chance. this led to chan peppering your forehead, cheeks, lips, neck and hands with open mouthed kisses, running his hands up and down your thighs and whispers of "we'll be home soon, i promise".

the car ride home was only 30 minutes, but it felt like it could've been an eternity. chan offered to drive, and lucas sat in the front seat next to him. you were in the back with hannah and chan's parents, and all you could do was squeeze your thighs together and throw your head back against your seat.

hannah noticed how off you looked, and tried to hold conversation with you because she thought you were just stressed or tired, to no avail. you'd let out half-assed responses and eventually hannah gave in and just scrolled through some app you couldn't see until she got out.

after chan dropped off his parents and siblings, the two of you drove home in silence that was only inflicted because you knew you opening your mouth would result in needy whines and whispers falling out.

but as soon as the two of you were through that front door, your lips were plush against his and you rushed to undo his belt. chan was first to break the kiss, breathing heavily before speaking. "come on pretty baby, i know how badly you needed me".

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skz-streamer · 1 year ago

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A Lost Cause -2/3-

<-Past - Next->

Pairing: Felix (skz) x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, slight smut?

Warnings: mentions of suicide, scarred wrist, pain, car crash, PTSD, abusive/toxic boyfriend, substances, abuse, bruising, crying, um... lmk if I missed anything else❤️

Notes: Finally!!! This chapter is a little shorter but it is a little more juicy ;) Im not sure when chap 3 will come out, possibly Thursday? Anyways I thought Hannah's new song fit this chapter pretty well, I tried to include some ocean vibes in there :)

Summary: After an abusive relationship you head to the bar for refuge...only to find yourself in another relationship, but is this one "A Lost Cause"?

-please read responsibly, and remember that this work is fiction and meant strictly for imaginative fun. the idols used in fics are more accurately faceclaims and personality outlines for imaginary characters, and should not be interpreted as factual representations of existing people

Word count ~1.5k ;)

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A week later

You walk out of the large glass doors, finally out of the hospital you think. You can only imagine how messy your apartment must be, the leftovers in the fridge, the unmade bed. It wasn’t a welcoming sight to envision, especially after your situation. You ended up getting discharged with a broken arm and some painkillers, not to bad…I mean it could’ve been worse. You brush your hand over your cast, your hand traces higher and higher up your arm.

Suddenly you feel a sharp pain in your shoulder, even though it had been a week the nail marks that your ex had left in your shoulder were still there, small little scabs concealing a deep trauma inside. But then again there was him….Felix. To be honest what happend with him at the bar was a blur, so you decided to start new with him. He was a nice guy, well more then nice he was caring, sweet, compassionate, cute, loving…shit. You could’ve kept listing words that described him, but snapping you out of your trance was your ex.

“Come here sweet cakes” he said, annoyed? You couldn’t tell the tone of his voice. How did he know you were out? And just as if he were reading your mind he spat out “ forgot I’m still your emergency contact?” Fuck, you were stuck with him as your ride back. Your car was absolutely totaled and had been sent to a junkyard, and you had no updates about insurance or money back. Everything was just piling up- “Get. In. The. Car” his words sent a shiver down your spine, you really really didn’t want to get into his stupid car with his dumbass self but…

It was a quiet drive home, infact too quiet. You had got in the car and he had turned on the radio. All that went through your mind was the repetitive words of ‘you’re his ex, and he’s yours’. Even though you were the one who broke up with him, were you the only one that felt pain? Was he really just a jerk? You sit on your couch. The only not cluttered place in your apartment. Maybe it would be nice to have a roommate, it was a random thought but at least there would be company. It was hard without your ex, you admitted it. In some way you felt like you needed him but no. You couldn’t go back to that relationship again. Ex means ex.

Trying to snap yourself out of your brain rotting thoughts you decide to go to bed, it’s only 8:00pm, which is quite early to sleep for you but you're tired as hell. Your messy bed welcomes your fragile figure as you lay down, letting the mattress pull you in.

Your eyes snap open, the clock on your bedside table reads ‘5:00am’ shit. You had a feeling this would happen, sleep early and wake up early. You grabbed your phone giving up the thought of trying to go back to bed again, you had tried that already and it didn’t work. Like at all. Nothing was open at this time. Ugh what were you supposed to do now? You drag yourself out of bed and slug to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. You get your cast off in another week, it was kinda depressing to look at actually. Usually most casts would be decorated with hearts or names and even little messages, but yours was just a plain white. In fact it was starting to get a little gray around the edges. Maybe if you were with your ex he would’ve- the coffee pot loudly beeps interrupting your thoughts, goddd why were you so hung up over him?

You decide to go out for a walk, maybe some fresh air would be good for you, there is actually a really pretty bridge near your house. It overlooked the ocean. It was pretty nice in the morning, known for providing a beautiful view of sunrises and sunsets. You quickly change into a messy outfit, you just throw on some jean shorts and a tank top. You grab a jacket and head out, looking at yourself in the mirror for the first time in a while, you look different. It’s a cleaner look, smoother skin with no bruises or scratches ruining your skin. Your top perfectly showed the little inward curve your waist had, you didn’t have an ‘hourglass body’ but you were happy with what you had.

Gladly the bridge was a walkable distance from your apartment, you still didn’t have a car. Gosh there were so many things to sort out. You really tried not to think about all of the things you needed to do…not to mention your job, you hoped you hadn’t lost that. All your worries were blown away as soon as you felt the cold breeze hit your hair. You loved the ocean, the idea that so much was hidden in it scared you and intrigued you at the same time. You felt inclined towards it. You continue to stroll down the bridge, the waves crashing against nearby rocks, the sounds of seagulls, it was all beautiful to you.

Not looking where you’re walking you bump into someone, sending your coffee to spill all over yourself. “Oh my god. I’m so sorry” you stutter out. “No I should be sorry, look at yourself” he replies, it’s a familiar voice almost like Feli- you find yourself looking straight into his eyes. You had tried your very best to not think about him, especially since what happened in the hospital, it was a mistake. Mistake? That didn’t seem like the right word, maybe an accident? You didn’t mean to lunge at Felix after your ex left, but you felt safe with him, warm.

Three days ago (Flashback)

Felix had been coming to see you every day since the day you were checked into the hospital, you werent sure why but it was nice to have some kind of company. -

Your thoughts are interrupted when you hear a knock on your door, “come in!” you say excitedly, hoping that its felix who is standing outside. And your hopes were right! Felix walks into your room sitting down on the chair next to your hospital bed, one hand behind his back. “SURPRISE!!!” Felix screams, louder then he expected to, making you jump a little. You giggle at his antics before looking down at what he was holding. Its a tiny rubber ducky, you look back up at him. He is smiling so much that there are little creases next to his eyes, you smile in response it was a silly gift, especially for someone your age but… it was cute, and it was sweet that he got you something in the first place.

Felix gently holds your hand so that he could place the duck in your palm, gosh why were you getting so flustered… He closes your palm and pushes down, the rubber duck creates a little squeaking noise sending you and Felix both to a loud laughter. Felix wraps his hands around you, pulling you in for a hug. You could feel his rock hard chest flush against yours as he squeezed you into the hug harder, you practically melt into his chest as he starts rubbing small circles on your back.

Your laughs quickly turn into muffled sobs, in response he pulls you away and stares you straight in the eyes. You quickly sniff and try to wipe away your tears but he swiftly grabs your hands, pressing the into the soft mattress below. “Why?” is all you manage to whimper out, you werent sure what you were saying why to. To Felix and why he stayed with you for hours on end? To yourself for loosing a relationship with your ex? To your ex for treating you like shit? Why…why did it have to be you. You knew making connections with felix would be a lost cause but…

Felix removes his hands from your wrists now cupping your face, hes staring into your eyesbut your eyes are staring directly at his lips. His thumbs swipe over your cheeks, wiping off your fallen tears. “Whats there to cry for? Promise me you wont cry again…atleast not without a proper reason” he says, almost in a whisper like tone, trying to match yours from earlier. All you can do is nod in his hands, still focusing on his pretty pink lips. He notices that your eyes are somewhere else and pulls you in closer, you feel his hot breath against your face. Fuck it.

You smash your lips against his, catching Felix by surprise. You feel as he eases into the kiss, he slightly smiles tugging your bottom lip with his teeth. You wish you could stay like this forever, just the two of you. You really liked Felix, he was always there for you even though you barely knew him. Actually now that you think of it you didn't know anything about felix besides that he was a bartender. You wish you could know everything a bout him, you wished that you had met him instead of your dumbass ex. But i guess not, all you had was this one kiss.

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starlostseungmin · 3 months ago

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sparks fly — yang jeongin.　（ as the day ends ）

summary : you stopped celebrating birthdays after you woke up to the harsh reality of the world around you but what if your best friend gave you a gift that would paint your blank canvas into something more than what you were expecting?

✰ pairing : bestfriend!jeongin x fem!reader (with she/her pronouns)

✰ genre : friends to lovers, mutual pining, college au, a slice of life, romance.

✰ warnings : jumping to the waterfalls, reader’s parents always fighting, reader is an only child, mentions of food and a bit of alcohol, kissing, profanity, dark places, lmk if i missed one, semi-proofread.

✰ word count : 7.4k

✰ playlist : sparks fly by taylor swift, youth by troye sivan, paradise by chase atlantic, perfect blues by hannah bahng, and you! by lany.

disclaimer !!　after a year from the last fic of this series, i have decided to write the fic for jeongin please see the series’ masterlist and playlist. hi @starseungs my beloved this is my “thank you” for writing me that seungmin fic mwah 𖹭 reblogging and leaving feedbacks are highly appreciated.

What do you know about young love?

It is caused by infatuation, that’s a sure guess. Yet sometimes it becomes serious after everyone considers it a simple crush.

It paints a smile unknowingly as they stare at the ceiling before they sleep. There’s a possibility that they won’t be able to because they keep on tossing and turning. Maybe stalk their crush’s social media trying to be careful not to press the heart button imprinted under an old photo, wonder if they also think of them, steal glances when no one else is looking, and always make sure that they’re doing good from afar, cheer for them secretly, daydreamingーJeongin was once like this.

A regular high school student who went to school like he usually does didn’t expect to fall in love with another schoolmateーthe one that made his heart fly with the clouds upon seeing you standing on a line at the gym during the orientation. Was it love at first sight? Or was it because he knew you were one of the top students while he was almost at the bottom of the rank out of 350 students in your batch?

It was the first. The second one was a plus.

His friends knew.

It was obvious how he skipped class just to walk past your classroom and when the teacher caught him, he’d profusely run away. Or there were times he’d slip letters into your locker on White Day, Valentine’s Day, finals week, or when he saw you feeling under the weather. Those letters were written anonymously with that horrible handwriting you could barely read but made you feel better.

He’d get into the same bus and leave at the same bus stop to ensure you get home safely. You thought he was living around the neighborhood when you saw him but never gave much attention to it. Lend you his umbrella when you didn’t have one so he’d run under the rain heading outside the campus without you getting a chance to say thank youーafter that, his friend recognized the umbrella sitting on Jeongin’s desk with a small note instead. Blood rushed to his cheeks upon reading the note as his friends teased him.

Jeongin was lovesick and you thought he was just being a gentleman. You were too busy to give it some time and he hid it even if his friends pushed him to confess, he didn’t.

Graduation passed by, and nothing happened. He kept it to himself, but he was fine admiring you from afar. He thought it was fine to go to college separately and forget about his first love. But there was this part of him that was not prepared to lose. He worked hard, studied hard, and had to take extra classes to take credits. Fortunately, he passed the entrance exam and decided to go to the same university. Although it wasn’t that easyーforget about getting high grades and class validectorianーthat was yours to take, but for him? Doing those things would write back to the question of what are you willing to do.

You noticed those fox-like eyes, the thing you always find cute ever since high school. Friendship arose between you and him when he finally took the courage to talk to you during a minor class you shared way back in the first year of college. It took him a year just to start a conversation by asking for an extra pen because he forgot his own. His sheepish smile captured your heart immediately and became comfortable after exchanging a few words. You became inseparable ever since. To you, it was the start of a new friendship but it goes deeper than that for him.

He wasn’t in the same major as you but shares minor classes when he gets the chance and even if your schedule doesn’t match, he’d find a way to see you, always.

Being friends with him made you crazy in some way. It has created a strong bond and happiness that fills the space of your heart. Laughs and cries were shared, and he talked a lot as you listen, it also highlighted your differences, the way he loves reading mangas while you prefer novels, the way he has siblings and you don’t, the way he loves skipping class and don’t give a fuck type of person while you encourage him to stay until the bell rings. Your grades have differed ever since high school and he admits that he was stupid and carefree. His clumsiness makes you laugh out loud making his heart leap constantly when he hears it every time even if you find it ugly erratically. And yet, he always carries the same dilemma; still, nothing comes out of his mouth.

And throughout the years in college, you’ve gotten so close that you can’t live without each other as if your day wouldn’t be complete without seeing him. Jeongin would complain how clingy you are but on the inside, he wanted to scream and run to the streets with his heart beating so loud. He was contented with having to stay in this relationshipーone that he could enjoy without malice.

Linking arms as you walk together, making everyone believe you are a couple, sharing a bag of chips during breaks, he’d open a can of carbonated drink so you wouldn’t waste your energy for it. He’s the guy you can drag around when you invite him. Choose clothes for him, try out the weird ones and take pictures in front of a mirror, ice cream dates, convenience store hang-outs, study dates even if he’s lazy, bursts in front of your door when you get sick, respects your opinion when it turns to be an opposite perspective from him, lend his shoulder for you to cry on, will sing trot songs to cheer you up, will bang the karaoke night with his beautiful voice, will kiss your forehead good night after he drops you off, Jeongin is that fucking green flag.

“I think the school is trying to kill us,” You heard him say as you both sat on a table at a coffee shop with books scattered on the table. “Why do we have finals every other week? I have at least, 2 or 3 brain cells left. Could be worse though. Actually, I have none left.” He added while shaking his head and focused his eyes on the computerized texts. You could only laugh at him but he is hardworking.

“Don’t tire yourself too much just because you want to pass. Overworking yourself would only make your body weak. There is always a healthy way to pass. We are in this university to pass the exams, not pass away.” He would say as he watched you getting exhausted at the library on a Tuesday afternoon, studying and you called him to bring you food. “Do you want the second option? No? So eat! I don’t want to be the bastard who’d say ‘I told you so’ when you leave for the afterlife just because you’re abusing your body for a paper.”

“A paper that would determine our future, buddy.” You spat as he sighed like a grandmother losing patience.

“Shush, take a break!”

You are determined to keep him. Nobody cared as much as him, not even your parents. Those fox-like eyes, the cute smile that shows his dimples, his laugh that sounds funny yet comforting, he cares, he always does and even if he was just standing there, fireflies start to appear, sparkle and shine. You know Jeongin is a special one that you’d always put first and the one you will always choose above anyone else just like how he is treating you. He is the yellow color on a watercolor set, and as the brush comes in contact with the blank canvas, it paints a bright shade of happiness.

Of course, Jeongin doesn’t know that. You just like watching him have that serious face as he gets busy reading and annotating.

What do you even know, Yang Jeongin?

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Two months passed and the day you didn’t want to come, arrived. You made it clear to yourself that birthdays are not important anymore now that you’re an adult. It became a regular day ever since your parents started fighting and it became a part of their routine. This day has been crossed out. It is a school day after all and something to forget.

The golden sunlight peeks through the glass windows reflecting the glass wind chimes and making rainbow lights on the flat surface of your designated table. It was a quiet afternoon at the local cafe, just across from the campus. Lo-Fi music was played in the speakers with the average volume as the crew asked for orders with their gentle yet hyper voices. Only a few customers decided to take a seat and do their work while others ran for a takeout, rushing minute after minute.

The abandoned cup of iced coffee had its water droplets forming a puddle at the bottom of where it was standing. It has been an hour since you started to study for your midterm as your dear friend is running late for a meeting. Jeongin.

The pen dances on the empty page of your iPad creating a font of your personalized handwriting. Summarizing a paragraph for annotating became a helpful habit. Jeongin was supposed to meet you a little bit early today but work got in the way and he almost forgot about you. But as a friend with good principles, he apologized multiple times on the phone and asked you to wait for him. And now, there he is with disheveled hair, a crumpled hoodie, untied shoelaces, and eyeglasses not being in their rightful place. He was a mess when he arrived, but even if he does, he is still as cute as ever.

“Fuck! I’m such a bad friend,” Jeongin groaned in disbelief while catching his breath after all the running. “Today’s your birthday and I didn’t even get you anything,” He added, placing his bag on the empty seat beside him. He knew it was a special day, and even if he felt like he had known you forever, he couldn’t decide what to give you.

“What’s the big deal? You know I don’t celebrate birthdays that much,” You smiled, tapping his shoulder for reassurance.

“Won’t you accept a Happy Birthday at least?” He asked, taking out a beige styrofoam bento box from a paper bagーopening it showing a small cake colored with (favorite color) and decorated with (specific design) with the words “Happy Birthday, Y/N!” You were in awe as your hand patted your chest, almost wanting to tear up.

“I thought you didn’t get me anything?” You asked with those teary eyes.

“Material things, as a gift? This cake is not included, unfortunately.” He said, stabbing the cake gently with a single candle and lit it with a match he brought with him. “This is the reason I’m late, so please accept and make a wish?”

You looked at him trying not to burst out crying about him being this thoughtful. It is your birthday indeed, everyone had said their greetings and gave you small gifts but you weren’t up for it. You appreciated them but at the same time, the sentiment didn’t feel the same as how Jeongin made the effort. It felt a little extra when he started singing the happy birthday song with his head tilting from side to sideーdancing to the rhythm. He felt warmth in his heart the moment he saw how blissed out you wereーhands being clasped together, closing your eyes shut with your brows knitted together as you made a wish quietly before blowing the flame away. It was cute.

“Yay!” He beamed, clapping his hands in joy. “What did you wish for?”

“Silly, we don’t say wishes out loud. They might not come true,” You smiled. “Thank you, Innie but, don’t push yourself too much about giving me a gift,” You added, sliding your iPad inside the bag to make space on the table.

“I am going to push myself Y/N,” He said with a grin showing his adorable dimples. “And, are you still going to drink this? I’m thirsty,” He added, pointing at the half-empty cup of iced coffee you ignored for the past hour.

“Innie, that’s not water,” You spat as he shrugged his shoulders, taking it for his consumption. Shaking your head at his behavior, only a soft chuckle escaped from your lips.

“Coffee runs in my blood,” He said after burping making you sigh in response. “But anyway, I don’t care if you love birthdays or hate them, I will fulfill something for you.” He added as you raised a brow at him in confusion. “What I mean is tell me something that you want before the day is over,” And that was the best he could offer.

“Are you for real?” You asked. “The cake is enough,”

“No, it’s not. I mean, the cake is from me and you didn’t ask for it. I gave it to you out of my will and it’s rare of me to be this generous, so just tell me anything,” He said with a cocky smile on his face while crossing his arms on his chest. “I want you to ask something and I’m going to wait until midnight for you to tell me what you want. Although I can’t give it in a snap, whatever.”

“What if I don’t?” You asked again making him frown in response.

“Then I guess I’ll have to wait for your birthday next year,” He answered, puffing his cheeks with a scoff of disappointment. “But I’m not forcing you, okay? It’s still up to you. I mean my gift is not always a material thing that satisfies your wants, it can be quality time or if you need a pretend boyfriend because someone has been pestering you and you don’t want it or if it’s something more than what I can provide I willー” He was baffled when he heard you laugh and tilted his head like a curious kit (a baby fox). “What?”

“Listen, Yang. You, coming to see me at this hour and giving me this cute cake is already a gift,” You said which made him utterly speechless and dumbfounded. Jeongin looked at you with wonder and confusion, his heart was about to go crazy at any minute now. You didn’t know how much impact he had with only one sentence.

He is enough.

“Fine,” He smiled in defeat as he proceeded to fix his clothes. “But I’m still going to wait until midnight. If you need anything.”

“Of course,” You said with a reassuring smile.

“Good, now eat.” He said gesturing to the cake with his hand while handing you a fork.

“Thank you!” Beaming at the sight of it, you shoved an average slice of cake in your mouth and loved it at first bite.

Getting distracted today is enough and how could you read or study when a human-sized fox appeared out of nowhere with a bento cake in a hand? A leisure, an escape from this poor life. Celebrating your birthday, even for a short while, wasn’t so bad after all. Especially when it’s only you and him together. Never in your life have you had the chance to celebrate your day, thanks to your parents who always get themselves into a never-ending argument, and your lack of free time.

You saw him taking a full bite of the cake and felt perplexed. It was normal, indeed. He loves to eat and shove bigger food portions as if someone would steal them away. It made you smile even more. He kept adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his nose as he ate, his cheeks puffed as they were being stuffed, that innocent look. He’s the cutest out of everyone. Nothing could ever top this moment unless your feelings would grow out from the bottle you’ve kept for a while.

“We finished it.” He said as you realized the bento box was empty but had crumbs in it.

“Oh.” You answered.

“I should’ve gotten a bigger one for you to enjoy at home,” He laughed sheepishly while rubbing the back of his head. “Maybe later? You didn’t tell me what you want, just yet.”

“We’ll see about that,” You smiled. “Aren’t you supposed to be at practice right now? You’re running late too. I didn’t notice the time.”

“Am I?” He panicked and glanced over his wristwatch. “Fuck!”

“It’s fine, Innie, you can leave.” You said, shoving everything inside your bag and tidying up the tableーprepared to be left alone. For sure, Jeongin would rush to leave but he didn’t even move one bit. Thinking about going home has made you grow tired for the day. You didn’t want him to leave either and spend the rest of the day together. Yet he would leave, eventually and you’ll be forced to go home and be welcomed loneliness. The day is a few hours away before midnight. What could happen?

“I’ll leave when you leave.” He said.

“But you’re late. Seungmin and the guys are waiting for you,” You answered while he shook his head in response.

“You always worry,” He answered, shaking his head with that silly smile. “It’s fine. I can be a little late. Do you want to go home instead?”

“I will,” You smiled bitterly. “Thanks for the cake though. I loved it.”

“You’re welcome,” He beamed as you both left the cafe. The happy thoughts died down when the word home came into the conversation as you left.

The bustling sounds of people getting out from their respective work and students going home are always a sight in a big city. Students from your university hurried home, others had other plans, and some had to leave for their part-time jobs or just chill somewhere not wanting to go home yet but didn’t have much choice and Jeongin was leaving in a few minutes. You decided to sit down on the bench just like the other people hanging around while waiting for the bus to arrive.

You were sure Jeongin was talking about how things went during his practice yesterday but that information didn’t sink in. You hated the loud sounds of the city, but it is what keeps it alive. Never a dull moment you’d spend a day lurking around and finding something that catches your eye. They talk loudly, they talk to themselves, others are occupied and you don’t know what’s for you. A gloomy day even if the sun is up and ready to set. Your birthday will end soon.

Jeongin caught you spacing out after a while of talking about his day and how excited he is if ever you tell him something you want. And yet, he couldn’t blame you for it. The midterm is fast approaching, your parents forgetting your birthday, and the loneliness you feel every time you come home. If only he could do something to cheer you other than his presence.

“Are you okay?” He asked, snapping you back to reality.

“Huh? Yeah, yeah,” You smiled awkwardly. “Sorry, what were you saying?” But Jeongin only shook his head and smiled at you.

“Your bus is here,” He said, pointing at the red bus as it parked in front of the people getting off, and people get in.

“Oh, right,” You said, taking your bag and hanging a strap on your shoulder. “I’ll see you around Jeongin,” You added standing up and heading towards the bus.

“Y/n!” He called that and made you turn around.

“Yeah?” You asked. He was ready to say itーready to risk your friendship on the day of birth but he held himself together and wasn’t able to relay words in the next few seconds. There was a pause as if he was hesitating. Hands balled into fists, Jeongin didn’t want to ruin this day any further for you.

“Happy birthday,” He said. “I hope you enjoyed our little birthday date. Get home safely, yeah?”

“I did, don’t worry and I will!” You smiled. “Thank you, Innie.” He smiled back and leaned forward to kiss your forehead.

The loud beating of your hearts started to be heard and you both knew it was normal. The hidden feelings show in his acts of service but you were determined that it was because he is your friend. He was waving at you goodbye as he watched your bus leave the shed before turning around, and walking away. It was sweet and endearing yet he exhaled heavily, mentally choking himself for almost spilling his secret. He took another deep breath while tugging the strap of his bag on his shoulder as he stood there stuck at the thought. Better stay quiet for a bit and upon ruffling his hair, he the bus stop.

You sat beside the window with a middle-aged woman taking the empty seat next to yours. It was full, the driver was focusing on the road, others were chilling with their phones and some girls in high school were giggling over something. Too bad Jeongin doesn’t constantly witness this because of his agenda. A son of a rich man who wanted to pass the throne to his children but at the same time he had a business to do on his own一you too is a part of a wealthy family but you were consistently ignored by the fact that your parents are always busy, and full of arguments. No siblings to mess with, just you who go along with life. You could’ve gotten a place on your own but the house already made you feel that you’re living alone. Your dad is a workaholic man who always has business trips and your mother is always busy in the law firm that she owns. You got used to it, the loneliness, how to take care of yourself, and the peace of having the house all by yourself. But when they come home, it starts to get messy.

And your hunch was right, you were welcomed by their mess.

“What a day,” You sighed quietly.

You shake your head at the sight of themーtheir voices echoing through the room to the walls. The same argument they always have. You’re growing tired of it every time and no one even bothered about your presence when you announced you were home. Words keep repeating all over again, you hate it and it’s not even 7 pm. You wish you had gotten a place on your own to avoid this commotion as you were expecting less of their presence tonight. You thought your dad was away and your mother doing overtime, but everyone ended up here. You ignored them and went straight to the kitchen to cook some ramen and waffles for dinner. Nobody cared inside this household and you can’t help but cry sometimes. It affects every piece of you and it is all about small things to the bigger ones.

A sigh escaped your lips as you washed your dishes and headed upstairs with your belongings, washed up and getting ready to study again, but their voices still echo. Your mother never stops babbling nonsense and your dad gets angry every time she speaks of rubbish. Their professionalism disappears when it comes to this. Slamming your hands on the table, you grabbed your phone and slid a few things inside your backpack before calling Jeongin. You remembered his offer and it was the only escape you haveーyou needed to get out of there not caring about what time of night it was. Jeongin’s phone rang in the middle of his break, he was supposed to go overtime for the dance practice and head to his father’s office afterward but priorities came first. He saw your name on the screen and immediately picked it up while drinking his energy drink.

“What’s up?” He asked, showing his excitement. “Have you decided anything yet?”

“Kind of,” You sighed heavily.

“Are your parents home?” He asked again as his smile faded when there was a long pause before you could even answer. “Want me to pick you up?”

“Aren’t you busy?” You asked, worried about his welfare.

“I can ditch them for you. They’ll understand, eventually,” He chuckled which made you smile on the other line though he couldn’t see it and that’s when Hyunjin suddenly glared at him.

“You’re leaving?” He asked as Jeongin placed his index finger telling the older boy to shut up. Hyunjin dramatically got offended.

“Should I leave now?” Jeongin asked as you sighed in disbelief. You didn’t have much choice either and you want to get out of this fucking household.

“Can you? Look if you can’t it’s fine. I’ll just go somewhere and go home later.” You answered when Jeongin rushed out of the room. Chan had to yell at him but the younger one made an excuse. It is a Friday night anyway, he needed the time to get out and leave early. But all he thinks about is you and he knows exactly what’s going on.

“I’m running to the parking lot as we speak. Meet me at the convenience store a block away, yeah? Be there in 10.” Without even waiting for your answer, he dropped the call. You sneaked outside of your house and ran to your meeting place.

It was cold. Summer is almost at its end and the surroundings are preparing for the fall season. The stars were shining bright but the moon was hiding behind those gray clouds that used to be silver and white during the day. You stood outside the store as the streets slowly came to be quiet. A few people walking around, a stray cat just passed by, and two kids eating sausages as they talked about the latest animeーit felt less lonely to be outside. A sigh of relief escaped from your lips as you hugged yourself from the cold and now you wait.

Not a moment later, Jeongin parked his car in front of the store and headed outside, only to be welcomed with a tight hug and a desperate sense of feeling that you wanted to leave. His arms wrapped around your shoulders, enveloping your figure as he heard sobs coming from you. It was weird. You were used to your parents fighting all the time and sometimes you get in between. Your body became immune and eventually stopped crying ages ago but why did your tears stream to your cheeks when you saw him? What would you do without him?

He stood there, clenching his jaw because of your parents again. He hates it when you cry, he doesn’t like it when you get hurt, and he gets angry if something bad is going on especially when it involves youーyou’re just too precious to him.

“Where do you want to go?” He asked, skipping to ask questions related to the problem.

“Anywhere but here,” You said in between your sobs. Jeongin kissed the crown of your head, opening the passenger seat’s door before signaling you to go inside. He had to jog around and drive away. What’s the point of keeping you in that hellhole just to suffer?

And yet, you had no idea where you wanted to go.

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Jeongin drove slowly as your head rested on his shoulder watching the car take the road. The radio plays a song from Lany that matches the vibe of a quiet night and relates to the situation you just had. His eyes kept glancing at your side while yours were fixed at the front. Only a small smile painted on his lips was shown. You were hugging his arm, drowning in deep thoughts about what just happenedーwhat a day, indeed.

You tried to be happy, at least.

“Are you hungry?” He asked.

“No,” You answered. “I just ate.”

“Any places you wanted to go?” He asked again.

“I seriously have nothing in mind,” You sighed. Jeongin suddenly parked the car by the sidewalk, probably kilometers away from the city proper. The streetlights were on and a few cars passing by. “Why did we stop?” You asked, pulling away from him and sitting properly on your designated seat.

“Just making sure everything’s fine before we go.” He answered as you cocked your head.

“I’m fine?” You told him as his hands cupped your cheeks upon seeing that glum expression of yours behind that facade. It made you caught off guard as your heart started throbbing heavily as if it was pumping more blood than usual.

“You know how I hate it seeing you like this, can you smile for me?” You stared at him for a few secondsーeyes softening at the sight of him, and nodded again, smiling halfheartedly as he kissed your forehead. I hope he knows how my heart is racing right now. What are we, Jeongin?

His face says it all. He’s worried yet he couldn’t bring up some words to make you forget about your sadness. Happiness is temporary and one gesture of pain can push it away. The same goes for what he did that only lasted for an hour and your parents’ ruined it. Yet, you were sure that didn’t matter for now as your happiness was driving you away from the mess.

From the urban scenery to rural and none, the highway became quiet. Streetlights have become rare ever since passing by the citadel. You weren’t bothered by it. Just follow the road. You said it doesn’t matter where. A lightbulb suddenly appeared above Jeongin’s head upon learning that he gets to decide.

“Are you sure anything is fine?” He asked just to be sure.

“Yes.” You answered firmly.

“Okay then,” He said. “There’s this place we went to in high school.” His car entered a pathway heading to a forest, one that was starting to creep the shit out of you when it got fully dark out. The asphalted road ended a few miles ago as the car went deeper into this unfamiliar place. Not a few moments later, Jeongin turned the vehicle around near a body of water.

“Where are we?” You asked, searching for signage around but nothing and it was too dark. The car’s wheels were creating crushing sounds on the ground as the rubber tires ran through some pebbles and not a few seconds later, Jeongin stopped.

“Here we are!” He beamed as he left the lights on.

“Isn’t it a little scary?” You asked again as he got down and opened the door for you.

“No, this place is safe.” He reassured.

“How did you know this place?”

“Ahh, summer camp in high school.” He said with a proud smile. “You said to go anywhere so I brought you here! Don’t worry, this place is safe and I’m with you so if someone’s out there, we’ll die together.” He added as he placed his hand on his chest making you smack his arm in response. “Ow!”

“Be serious! Yeah, I know I told you to go anywhere but,” You sighed.

“But what?” Jeongin asked, rubbing his arm as you looked at him.

“Nothing,” You smiled. “I’d be happy to die with you.”

Jeongin was caught off guard by what you just said. If he’d be honest he would climb that slope that leads to the top of the waterfalls a few miles away from here and jump to the plunge pool.

“You love me that much huh?” Jeongin smirked as you rolled your eyes.

“You know the answer to that,” You chuckled and started to walk away.

Yes, he does, but it doesn’t tell the whole story about the definition of that kind of love. You were just friends somewhere in nowhere because of your wish to leave your home for quite a while. Jeongin is actually happy inside. He followed you to the side of the river a few meters away from where he parked his car.

“Do you feel better?” He asked as you took the direction heading to the slope.

“I do now. Thanks to you,” You smiled, shoving your hands inside your pockets. “What can we do around here?” You asked.

“Well, I can set up the car so we can stay the night here and watch the sunrise together.” He shrugged. “I got the materials at the back of the car anyway.”

“Sounds good.”

“Yeah, I feel like you won’t ask me to take you home any time now.” You heard him laugh as you giggled in response. The sounds of the grass getting crushed by your shoes were loud as the crickets sang through the quiet atmosphere with all the fireflies in the air having their lights shine and fade simultaneously. “And since you’re asking about something we can do, can I suggest something?”

“Sure! What is it?” You asked him.

“I told you that this slope would take us to the top of the waterfalls right?” He asked, pointing to the waterfalls as you nodded. “We can jump off and go night swimming in the plunge pool!”

“What? In our clothes?” You asked, shocked.

“Yeah! Don’t worry, I brought extra just in case.”

It seemed like a crazy idea but doing it isn’t going to be bad after all. Maybe it is risky that it made your heart skip a beat after hearing what he just said. Jeongin seemed excited as he might have done it before during the summer camp but it was a bit challenging to take it in a snap. You looked at him as if he was insane with that unsure expression you have in your face but Jeongin chuckled upon realizing the danger of his words.

“You don’t have to do it if you’re not comfortable.” He said, still having that smile on his face. “You can watch me dive!” He added as he earned a smack on his arm from you.

“You’re crazy, aren’t you?” You told him. He was caught off guard by how it sounded from your mouth. It’s like you became upset and worried about what might happen. He was about to apologize when you kissed his cheek out of nowhere making his heart leap and cheeks were brushed with pink. “The last one to get there is a fucking loser!” You laughed as you ran to the top.

Jeongin was left dumbfounded and frozen on his spot. He shouldn’t be this obvious as he takes his hand on the spot where you kissed him. It felt different this time that you were both alone and far from the crowd. A once normal routine became to feel something else. Maybe if there were people around, he would stop but the beating of his heart and the urge to capture your lips are a different story. He wanted to, but he couldn’t and it took him a minute before realizing you were gone as he followed you to the top.

The thoughts of you won’t leave him. He became so distracted after it that he couldn’t hear what you were saying when he stood beside you as you watched the water flow down and the sounds of it were loud to soften the volume of your voice. It wasn’t a harsh body of water and you were ready to jump and feel the coldness of them. You knew it would be, somehow, unsure and dangerous but, Who cares? It’s my birthday and my best friend is with me. I only live once and jumping to the water down there wouldn’t be a problem. Right?

“Jeongin! Hello, earth to Jeongin?” You called, snapping your fingers in front of his face when he noticed he became quiet.

“What?” He asked, finally coming back to reality.

“Are you okay? You seemed hot.” You asked him, worried as you placed your palm on his forehead which made him more flustered. “If you’re going to chicken out, it’s fine!”

“No!” He said, frightening you. “We’ll jump together.” He added as you giggled.

“Okay, should we hold hands?” You said, reaching out your hand to him. He couldn’t hide the redness of his cheeks now and his hands were cold. He was thankful that it was dark and the lights were only provided by the full moon and his car below, facing the river. Jeongin wasn’t nervous about jumping, he was nervous because of you. It is what it is.

He looked at you and nodded as he took your hand, tightening its grip so it wouldn’t be easy to let go. You smiled at him, giving your full trust. You know it’s crazy but you’re willing to take the risk after all and when everything is on the water, who would know what can you do?

“On the count of three. 1…” Jeongin started.

“2…” You continued.

“3!” You both screamed in unison as you jumped off the waterfalls and went down on the plunge pool hearing a loud splash against the cold water. It took a few seconds before both of you could reach the surface and wipe your faces with your hands to dry them off. You both looked at each other and laughed at the excitement and thrill that you felt regarding what just happened.

It was, indeed, fun. But not until the laughs died down as your eyes locked. Jeongin’s eyes went to your lips as the urge to kiss you became stronger. You waited for him as you fell into silence with that awkward yet serious atmosphere. It wasn’t long after that, you felt his hand on your cheeks as your lips met his. He couldn’t stop himself anymore. At first, it felt soft, shy, and gentle the moment you closed your eyes to kiss him back. He’s over the moon with it as he pulls you closer to his body and your arms wrapped around his neck to finally accept it wholeheartedly.

Jeongin wasn’t expecting anything in return but he was surprised and thankful that you reciprocated his feelings back. Your lips were warm and soft as they touched his, quietly making a sound. Jeongin tilts his head to capture your lips even more as they go deeper and hotter despite the wetness and cold of the water flowing against your bodies. He pushed himself even closer to you as the kiss became urgent and desperate. You don’t want to protest from it as you wanted this as well. Your fingers reached for his black locks as he let out a soft grunt.

The evening air felt warmer than cold. You didn’t know if it was the body heat that projected the temperature. The serene moonlight and the stars shone in the sky as the fireflies flew around as they witnessed a love that finally reached the surface. You and Jeongin stood there, feeling the warmth as your hearts raced with your kisses sending jolts of electricity down to your nerves.

He pressed his forehead against yours after you both pulled away from each other’s lips. “I’ve always wanted to do that…” He said as he kissed your forehead and hugged you tight.

“I’ve always wanted to be kissed by you.” You said, burying your face in his neck, and hugging him back. “I like you so much, Innie.” You added, looking at him. It was true and proven, those fox-like eyes and the big smile he painted on his lips felt like the world stopped for a while as the fireflies lit up around him. “I see fireflies when you smile.”

“My heart didn’t stop beating for you ever since we were in high school. I wanted to tell you before but I couldn’t. I worked hard to go to the same college as you and every bit of it was worth it. I’m sorry I took long enough, I didn’t want to ruin anything about us.” He said, taking the went strands of your hair behind your ears. “How long did you have feelings for me?”

“Quite a while now,” You said taking his hand and kissing the back of it. “Same sentiment but maybe this time, it would feel different.” He couldn’t hide his smile and feelings anymore that he kissed you again as a sign of making it official.

This relationship is finally sealed with a kiss.

“Is it a bad choice that I didn’t bring clothes?” You asked as you both headed back to the car.

“I told you I brought extra so you can borrow mine.” Jeongin giggled as he held your hand tight.

“You’re my savior.” You said, kissing his cheek making him flustered.

“Oh come on. I still get shy when you kiss me.” Jeongin pouts as you laugh, giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

“It wasn’t that bad when we didn’t know we had feelings for each other.” You answered, rolling your eyes as Jeongin scoffed while taking his bag inside.

“Go inside and change, I’ll wait here.” He said.

“Okay,” You smiled, took his bag, and went inside the car. Jeongin picked up a few pieces of firewood around to make a fire. He sat down on a log as he waited for you to finish when suddenly he heard the car’s door open, revealing you wearing his shirt. Jeongin started blushing hard when he realized it suited you. It made his heart go crazy that he wanted to jump from the waterfalls again.

“You look beautiful,” He blurted out as you smiled widely, slowly getting shy.

“You should go change too. I’ll let these dry,”

“Okay, just sit here, alright? Keep warm.” He answered as he went to kiss your cheek before going in.

Not long after that, you sat down on a log as you both warmed up yourselves by the fire until it died down. You left your clothes outside to dry and settled at the back of the car to lay down together and cuddle. Jeongin’s arm snaked around your shoulder as your head rested on his chest, hugging him tight. It was the most comfortable position you ever had as he pulled up the covers so you could rest up soon.

“This is the best birthday gift you’ve ever given me.” You said.

“It feels like it’s my birthday too.” He said as his fingers played with your hair. “I also received one.” He laughed.

“Thank you, Innie.” You said, glancing up at him as he kissed your forehead in response.

“Anything for you.” He said. “We should go to sleep.”

“Okay,” You answered, scooting closer to him as he wrapped his arms around your waist to hug you even more.

“Good night, love.”

“Good night, Innie.”

And as the day ended, you were happy how you came hereーto be hugged and kissed by the boy you loved secretly for years, it felt like a dream. A dream that became your reality.

Bonus:

You woke up the next day with your phone ringing nonstop. Jeongin started panicking when he received 99+ messages and 325 missed calls from both parents and friends. You were also in the same state as you opened your phone, cursing and rattling inside the car first thing in the morning.

“We’re fucked.” Jeongin blurted out as he moved out from the back of the car.

“I am so dead.” You said getting worried and nervous at the same time.

“We should hurry!”

“Should we make the bed first?” You asked.

“Leave it and sit here now. I’ll take care of that later!” Jeongin said as he started the engine and you hurriedly took the passenger’s seat. He immediately stepped on the gas as the car drove back to the highway heading back to the city. Meanwhile, you are starting to get more nervous about how to explain everything that happened. You were about to call your mom when Jeongin saw you.

“Who are you calling?” He asked.

“My mom. Dad and her are so pissed. What am I going to say?” You asked him, biting your lower lip.

“You’re not going to tell them what happened to us, are you? I mean the kiss and jumping off the waterfalls? They might kill me, Y/N!” Jeongin cried while driving.

“Relax, Innie. I won’t.” You sighed. “What about you? I’m sure everyone is worried. Did you tell anyone?” You asked.

“No. I just left without saying anything and my lips are sealed if you don’t want me to tell a story.” Jeongin answered as he stole a glance at you upon realizing something. “Should we leave them curious?” He smirked which made you smirk as well.

“Oh, hell yes.”

“It’s a deal then.”

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